The arms of my ancestorsreach down
wrap around
hold me securely
in the softness of their embrace
always with me through each step in my life
only let go
if I push them away
with fear or anger or disbelief
always staying close
should I reach out for their touch
understand what could not be understood
if I hold them closely
shawls, fine or coarse, drape on my shoulders
echoes of voices from the distance
reminders of lineage, lessons and family love.
“Words never fade away but echo on for eternity. Let your echo ring.”
~ Richelle E. Goodrich
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