Making history

 My History

Your history

World history

We are a compilation

Of Moments 

Some tied together with string

Some flowing like a spring creek

Some which anchor us in self

Others that weigh us down like granite blocks 

Our history may repeat

Or it may rhyme 

It may teach us 

Or shame us 

At 3am 

With can’t sleep 

Recollections 

Of guilt, embarrassment 

Or loss 

Regardless it builds us

Brick by brick

Second by second of lived 

Occupied time 

Making us as people

Or communities

Or nations 

Our histories can intersect with 

Baggage we bring into 

Our relationships 

Patterns of behavior 

Formed in our before 

So here we meet

And our timelines converge 

“Our” history has begun 

How will it unfold?