Poetry
Ancestors
There's a modicum of pain in every family
Passed down from ancestors we never knew
An uninvited guest hosted by generations
Keeping us hostage to its time-worn wound.
What's inherited can be examined! :-
The pull of that pain can be revealed.
We can turn around and gather it in love,
So everyone - even our ancestors - are healed.
© Sophie Brown 22nd January 2016