we go way back 11th or 12th century 13th 14th . . . I really don’t know exactly what century maybe it was much earlier
I know it was in the North I remember the feel of it
the flavor of the time and the people
time was different back then
way back in a time completely different than now
thoughts and actions were different and we were a different sort of people back then
primitive by what we expect now when we wake up in the morning
but more sophisticated
in life and living and dying
our living and dying now is primitive by what we expected and lived way back then
the energy strength and unhurried awareness in how we lived and loved walked hunted planted gathered rowed sailed fought and died
this time our lives our doing of what we do are pale and ghostly in comparison
barely existing
a corruption meager living tendrils wisps of courage and truth which half appear and fade
but I remember the strong scent and blood and joy
the courage and sacrifice and love that dared in that time in us in our beginning
when we kiss when I’m inside you and we feel each other
and we remember who we were
and are
I know we go way back