If the Cave Told the Story
A place fell away
and from that space I rose
I had always been there but was freed
I became a place of shelter
an animal could come in
I became an inside
Humans dragged in fire
brought me burnable things then
burned them up
Tree pieces
burned
plant pieces
burned
bodies of animals
burned
I would become heat for them
And hold them dry or cool
if that is what they asked with their bodies
From here I can see flowers
snow
The gift I have been given
is this spilling water
from it I learn of the far perimeter
what it holds
I press back