In my corner of the world, today is a day to give thanks. In honor of Thanksgiving, the element I am eternally most grateful for—my family. I’ve been inspired by their strength, knowledge, innovation, and motivation over this past year, which has been a tough one to say the least. But why is it, that we love our family so much? I wrote this poem to try to reason this reality and to express my everlasting appreciation for them. Possibly, others are feeling this same way as well.
{generations}
like the seeds of a thousand aspen trees,
the passing of time, light, and love,
grew and sustained life.
traveling in the company of the stars,
by chance or by fate,
the future came to be ours.
us living beings are just the tip of the iceberg,
a dense mass of intuition upholds this glacier,
all passed down to us through mother nature,
family is much more than a nomenclature.
yet the questions ascend,
what is the reason we love our family to this end?
maybe because,
the same blood that runs through my veins,
ran for centuries before me,
and will continue to live on after me,
each generation passing down their stories,
like a medicine to inspire growth.
(that did, indeed, inspire growth.)
all of my ancestors survived long enough to procreate,
by some miracle,
which has led to me,
a single pinnacle,
with 7,500 generations of accrued instincts.
each of us playing our role,
in the dance of life and death,
and survival of our species,
it’s all come to surface with me,
and will continue on from me.
and that's something to be forever grateful.
--e.l. jayne
What does family mean to you? What are you grateful for?
Sending light and love to you and yours this holiday season.
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E.L. Jayne’s personal blog can be found here: http://www.poemsandprose.travel.blog