10/06/2026
"Of Ancestors"
I walk these shadowed streets,
with ancestors all around—
their breath now wind between the stones,
their echoes woven through the walls.
These timbers, weathered and time‑struck,
once knew their footsteps, griefs, and songs.
A cradle of whispered remembrance,
where the living and the gone still meet.
Old customs rise like morning mist:
a song at dusk, a tale of flame.
Passed to me through blood and stone,
they are not forgotten.
For I have walked where they once stood—
stone by stone, life by life.
And in that sacred act,
they live again.
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