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On time embodiments

Rain breaks as gentle as a cat
on the roof. It’s looking at us.
I remember the signs of possession.
I remember time slowly approaching my mind

behind the wooden gate. The bells are getting closer. It’s nothing like fear. Enormous bodies of silence, 
great beasts,  who know their way home.
You try to remember as much as you can – of the time embodiments you were passed by and above all, their name.
They seem tired and somehow overwhelmed. Walking heavily through gates, through the narrowing air, to the stables, without saying goodbye or hello. Grandma’s touching a wet and warm belly. I’m looking into the beast's eyes. Grandma whispers gently its name.  It resembles mine.