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"The Ancient Ones," poem and sculptural installation by Patricia Reis, used in Remembering The Ancestral Soul by Jane Ely

From the beginning We have been with you. We are the Ancient Ones And we remember. We remember the time when there was only love, The time when all breathing was one. We remember the seed of your being Planted in the belly of the vast black night. We remember the red cave of deep slumber, The time of forgetting, The sound of your breath, The pulse of your heart. We remember the force of your longing for life, The cries of your birth Brining you forth. We are the Ancient Ones And we have waited and watched. You say that you connot remember that time That you have no memory of us. You say that you cannot hear our voices Thet our touch no longer moves you. You say there can be no return That something has been lost, That there is only silence. We say the time of waiting is over. We say the silence has been broken. We say there can be no forgetting now. We say, Listen. We are the bones of your grandmother's grandmothers. We have returned now, We say you cannot forget us now, We say we are with And you are us. Remember, Remember.

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