fun

by Diego Santiago 19/9/06

I welcomed

the ocean and its protean ways,

Nipples on a full breast, 

Crackling fires,

a beaten trail through the forest,

a side-glance from a busy dog,

Voices that laugh and cry and tell,

and I found

Waves that took my foot prints back

and kept them safe,

in a place where I began.

I drank warm and human milk,

and felt the fellowship of generations,

in the wood smoke and burning embers.

By instinct I moved softly through the pine woods

Brother to the wolf.

I took many hands and then let go.

I heard my own thin voice calling out

and I knew.

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