WRECKAGE by Tammy T. Stone

This poem was inspired experiences I’ve had exploring the ancestral wisdom that lives inside us all...

... and the lineage of connection that binds us to our own history, in all the glory and also terror this can evoke. Some of our connections live within our memories and conscious minds, and others lay buried deep within, going back generations and generations, waiting for our attention, love and even redemption.

Sitting with our hearts with the intention of plumbing the depths and going beyond what we’ve known to be our reality thus far, to discover more about who, how and why we are is a beautiful, if heart-rendering part of growth.

Photography by Tammy T. Stone

Wreckage

By Tammy T. Stone

On a misty evening past rain,

with dusk giving way to the

blanket of a cloudless night, I

lower my head, as though

for a moment I can turn

away, and wait for the

voices to come wafting

up from the ground, through

open windows onto hollowed

land. The night is long. I would not hide:

I cannot resist their cries the

way bamboo hushes to withstand

the rough winds of a stormy

afternoon. I tremble under the weight

of their pleas; my heart has songs

in it they have heard countless

times before, a refuge for

dreams torn and plundered.

We merge within the vast,

cracked landscape of my

chest, hoping, together, to appease

long, stranded generations, if

for a moment. It comes to this:

the piercing shrieks of

the wounded clawing deep

within until I fall to my knees,

begging forgiveness, for midnight’s

love lost, searching wildly for

nature’s arms, for love enduring,

to let them fly, and free them

from the wreckage and release

me like a soft forest creature

fumbling in fright through the

war of first night into the

fragile new light of day.

Photography by Tammt T. Stone

Tammy T. Stone is a Canadian writer, photographer and chronicler of life as it passes through us. Always a wanderer, she's endlessly mesmerized by people, places and everything in between; the world is somehow so vast and so small. She feels so lucky to have been able to work, learn, live and travel far and wide, writing, photographing and wellness-practicing along the way. She invites you to see some of her recent photography here and to connect with her on her writer's page, twitter and her blog, There’s No War in World, here.

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