I now remember…
It wasn't a dream.
We stood elbow to elbow,
In that infinite line;
Calling the universe into existence.
Our voices in sync,
But not above a whisper.
We were a chain unbroken.
Links of caramel
Burnt brass,
And black.
Full of light,
& void of ego.
Everything done effortlessly,
& with love.
But somehow
We became detached,
Disconnected,
Separated,
Separate,
& we tragically,
Forgot.
-how did we forget?
By lee claiborne
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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