Ancestors

Ancestors The poet's daughter and the painter's son found true love in each other's arms. Together they were married. Their children were many, their hearts were full. The land became better, as love was known by all. They danced before the King. They laughed joyously, at the very miracle of their lives. Words were written, to share and pass down. Pictures were drawn, to give life to yesterday, while keeping inline with tomorrow. Later their children would tell their stories again, and again. Their children... would do the same. The common thread of connection, tended to by the Keeper of the garden we all walk within, during every season... of our lives.