
The portals of Pozos...a look back to the past of a people, of a culture

layers of portals that symbolize...to me...the portals we all will travel
this trip to Pozos an experience that resides deep within me...still

in these old stone walls...stories unfold, combining rich traditions of the people of Pozos...then and now, and one that we were honored to witness
I wrote the following after experiencing the Procession of the Flowers

Walking in the footsteps of so many...
wtih so many
Led by the steady beat of the drum

Led by the dead...family members, a melding of cultures
all the dead leading us, yet walking right beside us
Butterflies follow, flit among the procession
always walking

the beat of the heart,
of a culture
of a people
and then

I felt them...I saw them...so vivedly
my dad, his smile bright and light
Helen, Greg...Lise...my grandparents
all
I saw them...I felt them
this poem from my heart for Haiku My Heart
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