Ancient Wisdom

[Ancestor]

One footprint appears in the sand as a zephyr brushes softly against your face
another footprint follows in its shadows path struggling to keep up the pace
raging clouds begin gathering overhead as lightening strikes upon the sand
echoes of the past are reaching out toward you to take grasp of your hand
chills run up and down your spine as your chosen journey paths begin to play
asperity had cut into your feet many times forcing you not to stay
there were times you never thought you’d break through the storm
agelong wondering alone had taken its toll, changing one’s form
you remember your dark passages well, now there worn with pride
dark passages still threaten to sweep you underneath the tide
loving warmth sweeps over your entire being engulfing you in light
a lite rain begins beading down, encouraging your spirit to take flight
clouds majestically part before thy eyes, rising energy within flows
you’ve realized that you’ve successfully fended off the darkened blows
emerging faces ascend toward you to gather those whom reside within
their presences fills your everyday life with love and joy for they’re kin
once where you felt all alone and empty among a huge crowd
no longer do you feel like hiding beneath a black shroud
my thanks, to whose footprints lovingly strides along side mine.