When very young I was to visit an ancient relative.
We had never met and we never met again.
She dwelled in a pleasant and antique filled space
where it seems today a light seldom shined.
She gave me a book saying, among other canon,
“This is our family. We are many and we are you.
Your commission is learn what is within and pass
this generation to another. This is my will to you.”
At the first, transcribed from near imperceptible
english is this following unauthored enlistment.
These words have been passed down for most all
these generations and you are now responsible.
You will offer each as you search for the end.
They are tried, never refined. Always true.
Within a fragile and leather bound book
are hundreds of pages of name after name
strung along an unfathomable amount of time.
As life progressed, their presence, year after year,
cast a shadow of my life, import growing or shrinking,
switching rear to front as life serially changes directions.
My appreciation for this enduring family grows as I do.
Following the initial lines of inscription is enticement.
Simple words but the fulfilling was elusive for me.
A path to an amicable essence is a pleasing one.
Alone it is a discovery of basic affections.
You will humble yourself to a child,
Linger long upon a single star,
Revel at scraps of colors ice cast,
Consider soft curls upon a child’s head.
I am here to tell you these words are not complicated.
Until I uncomplicated this spirit the answer was elusive.
A few people came in my life en voyage that seemed to
know a solution. They were rich by amicable essence.
At times I even fancied they had been born this way,
an essence not knowing of evilness and hardships
the rest of us endure, or must be of simple nature.
Had a notion of religion and studied to little avail.
Do not over complicate the proven words.
Now initiate this journey to unity, love and joy
or whatever you dream to be an amicable essence.
The resolution is in your grasp. Yours is but to live by it.
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