Reverberations

Borne back in time
by familiar sky and slant of sun,

anxiety streams from every pore,

stomach grinds.

A small wound rips open in the now,

bright sunlight threatening to expose

the gaping one beneath.

Tearless sobs rumble in the depths,

muffled,

like distant thunder
when it rolls through the mountains --

the sound of truth

trying to 

rise.