The Immense Edifice Of Memory

R. Carlos Nakai: Canyon Trilogy

When nothing else
subsists from the past,
after the people
are dead,
after the things
are broken
and scattered...
the smell
and taste of things
remain poised
a long time,
like souls...
bearing resiliently,
on tiny and almost
impalpable drops
of their essence,
the immense edifice
of memory.

--Marcel Proust