words so old

 

There is earth that never leaves your hands,

rain that never leaves your bones.

Words so old they are broken from us,

because they can only be broken.

They will not let go,

because some love

is broken from love,

like stones

from stone,

rain from rain,

like the sea

from the sea.

 

 

Anne Michaels, 'Into Arrival'

 

Done