physicists believe time is fluid: past, present and future all merge.
I hear my mother calling
across the uterine divide of
time and space.
"patty ann, come soon, come today."
I sense my grandmother seeking
through placental portals of
"patty ann, come now, come and pray."
I dream my newborn, futureborn,
through salty, conductive, amniotic seas.
"patty ann, come now, come and play."
And for them all,
I pour cupfuls of stories.
and know that I am blessed,
to be called and remembered
"patty ann, full of grace."