time speaks

A Poem by E

beneath my skin
there lies a story
of love and dreams
of loss and forgiveness
it passes through my veins
as surely
as rapidly
as the very blood that keeps me alive
and passes through my heart
as often as that same life support

within that story
there lies a child
there lies the begining
of all things to come
the world on a string
wrapped 'round her neck
as she passes through ease
in the early morning light
dodging dust
and hiding beneath staircases
as father time watches o'er her

and in time
she too
shall know her place
shall remember the sound
of her own feet passing forth
and know the touch
of a soft wind breeze
of another hand
as it passes her own
and she will Be
and all will know
and recognize
all that she is
and shall become
and shall see
and never forget
the wonders she possesses
in that marble
'round her neck