The Blood & The Bones

divide.

They say there was a time when all was connected. When there was no divide between their mountains and our valleys. When no ocean came between.

I have often wondered where my slopes and hollows fit. Where my river was meant to end. And how my curves were carved away from their genesis.

But then the moment came when you slid in behind and your body enfolded and pressed into mine.

I knew then that creation had a name.

And I had come back to my beginning.

the blood
& the bones