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Air Castles III: Inheritance
Like visions, places nudge us
through inheritance, striking
remembrance rooted in sulfur
rekindling the Spirit of blood
Communion was Love, an ancestor
soft reminder of its ever-presence
When I woke, I couldn’t remember
its Castle of crystal compass
Then from his room, dreaming away
dawn, my grandson began to laugh
and I slowly remembered
from where it was I came
and smiled at the prospect of hope
~
through inheritance, striking
remembrance rooted in sulfur
rekindling the Spirit of blood
Communion was Love, an ancestor
soft reminder of its ever-presence
When I woke, I couldn’t remember
its Castle of crystal compass
Then from his room, dreaming away
dawn, my grandson began to laugh
and I slowly remembered
from where it was I came
and smiled at the prospect of hope
~
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