Dec 9th

anzo-borregoI remember the name they gave me.

He talks to stones and collects the bones.

The stones, the shrubs, the trees, the creeks, the birds, the lizards, the bees, the bones.

The Grandmothers.

I remember.

I miss my spot. I KNOW it misses me.

I belonged to it.

“There is always a witness,” it whispers.

“There is nothing to take, nothing to break, nothing to make, just sit… and be,” they say.

I remember.

I listen.

They listen.

2 Comments to "There is Always a Witness"

  • Denese
    December 9, 2014 at 5:04 pm

    “There is always a witness. There is nothing to take, nothing to break, nothing to make, just sit… and be.”
    Mmm ~ my morning mantra shall be your words. Thanking you ~*

  • Robin Standlee
    January 2, 2015 at 9:09 pm

    Beautifully expressed…thank you for sharing Sean!

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