Anne Hope

Reflecting on Thich Nhat Hahn

We 'Inter-are' – The Ancient Ones
myself, and children yet unborn.
We share our blood and bones and brains
and pass them on when we are gone.
The Ancient Ones to me, and then
myself to children yet unborn.
The tremors that hve stirred their hearts
still ripple through my own,
like circles spreading in a pond
I'll pass them on when I am gone
to children yet to come.
Like circles spreading in a pond
we share our blood and bones and brains
and live again when we are dead.
We 'inter-are' – the Ancestors,
My Self, and children yet unborn.

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