I have always felt a bind with the earth. In objects buried deep inside it, I feel so many worlds.with coins on the ground dropped yesterday —I feel their emotions who dropped it

the connection to a place is a calling for reconciliation —

as I reflect on dna memory, I have felt the imprint upon me

constantly 

All my proclivities ….all my obsessions….all my nightmares ….they draw me constantly back to the shores of those very places 

you see? I am thst screaming banshee that haunts the willows snd the groves; along the cliff sides ….and upon the paths to the hallways where once portraits hung and even longer ….so long ago, before a stone or brick changed the landscape and I felt it call me 

each time I came near

and nearer

each time I heard a familiar name ….that chill….that jab into the heart….that flash of lightening with ….all that once was….and all your faces.you were there.that is dna memory.sometimes a physical bond is passed to