Mystery and history
looking for that mojo
Wanting never to forget,
exactly where I come from...
Tattered hides, moccasin feet
earthworn faces cherub sweet
Times and troubles they weathered
blessed elders to them I'm tethered
Many paths forced to take
pride no one could ever forsake
Numbers once greatly decimated
rebirth, regrowth not calculated
Great heart again beats
veins pulsing beneath modern streets
What was once will again be
celestial tides subdue embittered history
Great spirit has shown me the way,
illuminating my night, my day
Showing me what many would choose to forget
enlightenment, growth mine, I beget
Where I have come from most important,
heritage should never be a disappointment
Where I am going shaped by the past,
pride in self built to last
(c)2005
~Nikki~
God Bless You!
Edwin
Mother Poet will smile to grace You, Poet!
Thank You for this Paean to ignite the torch of JUSTICE... I hear the inner music of its soul... I listened to the message that brings the aroma of love from the womb of NATURE through the magical lines of "A Real Blessing".
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Love this write, Nikki! Superb!
Lin
Never forget your roots.
Amira
Vesna,{{hugs}}
Love Tinka
Love the sentiments expressed here, Nikki.
Love & Light,
Joseph
You are blessed to know who you are and where you came from and accept it all with strength and grace! Kudo's!
Love ,
Eileen
Well Written Concise...
TRASK