“The Sound of Immortality” by Betsy Katz

We are the stories we hear and repeat
They say as much about us
as the subjects described
Parents, grandparents, children, friends;
journeys, recipes, laughter, love
shouted forward in time capsules of words
uttered around tables, on the corner, down the row

We are shaped by the tales of those before us
Echoes of history, memory, and myth
recalling seas and deserts, mountains and valleys,
creation and destruction …
but not obliteration
As we tell the stories
we make sounds heard
in another future