A Spell for the Ancestors

Remembering the dead as they led the path to the present and guide the future.

Ever present, effervescent in the distance.

Sizzle

I honor you.

I remember you and what you did whether I know you or not

I feel you, here, and then.

The ones I know, I hold with tears of what was and what will be.

My ancestors I have yet to know I embrace thee and that which comes.

All with passion, love, and healing.

I am grateful for the life force and spirit you sustained through generations in me.

Tangible, no.

Abstract, always.

There,

yes,

pulsating.