I Remember

Rick Holland - Non-Music, Short Story (Literature)
I Remember
2 Plays
Duration: 4:21
Lyrics
[Intro] You're listening to the Late Night Tales Welcome to the Late Night Tales story "I Remember" Written and read by me, Rick Holland [Short Story: I Remember] I remember the tone the sunlight made Reflecting as it did That first breath of late-night morning air The feeling that here was anywhere And anywhere was kind Flumes of smoke funneled overland and meet us there As though our late-night tales joined to feed our breathing And each breath kept golden remnants of the fireside tale in sight Safe, but boundless To hang like bubbles over us With each completed breath Not born or dying, but reassembling the very air A ceiling to our meaning, or spring for new sounds to bound from No essential measure of beginning or belief No escape, and no relief, but safe... Safe as shapeless Shapeless, on a turning wheel of casting possibilities that change the wheel The tick becomes imagined, and steel to silk I remember the tone the sunlight made And each time it comes to visit, I remember And taste, and scent, and sense released from sense The sense of everything as golden and remembered Even as it slips to the course of these events And this, my friend, is home Right here, and in this tone of sun, and fire, and form We're listening as a birth each time And feeling creeps to embers Notes suggest in emblems reminiscent of a nascent form of wealth From long before gold could be held, when cold was felt And breath was celebrated for that very rearrangement of the air Which placed us here
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Credits
- Producers
- Jon Hopkins