Whispers of my Ancestors

In my dreams I can hear as they whisper silent echoes reach out from the past Everywhere that I go they are with me memories in my soul they have cast Many hundreds of years separate us but through ages their forces endured And although I may not see them clearly generations can’t keep them obscured All my ancestors live deep inside me and their spirits can see through my eyes All their thoughts are ingrained in my being through eternity our souls are tied Ancient scars are embedded inside me evidence of old wounds still not healed And although not inflicted upon me all their pain in my heart, is revealed You may think it is me you are seeing and that these are my words which you hear But if ever you did look more closely you would know I am crying their tears