Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
I did a little research work
And you know I'm glad to say
I found out about my history
On ancestry.ca
I typed my name and there it was
A family tree of sorts
With leaves appearing eveywhere
My family and their warts
There were places on the listing
That I had never been
And the names of the all the people
Well, most....I'd never seen
My grandad married seven times
My nanny married four
My mum was not my mother
And my dad...was out the door
The leaves kept showing up there
Beside each and every name
I sat there for eight hours
I was really glad I came
England, Scotland, Middle East
Nevada and Wales Too!
It seemed that all my family
Moved when the rent was due
I had cousins in Zimbabwe
I had cousins in Peru
They were scattered all through Italy
There were some in China too.
I learned things that I never knew
Tales of family and their kids
I  learned of all their countries
And of all the things they did
Four hundred names in all I saw
And each name had a leaf
I didn't know we were that big
It was truly beyond belief
The pictures too were something else
People, places now long gone
There were photos too of Mexico
And my dear old Uncle Juan
Tomorrow, though I  will sit down
And I'll do this all again
But this time I will make **** sure
That I don't forget the "n".
Kenshō Dec 2014
Once upon a time, a long time ago, there were people  who believed in laughter,  joy and love. They believed in many deities,  but the most important to them was their Great Mother Goddess. They believed in and lived with the powers of Nature. They reveled in the Wind,  the Rain, the Snow and the Sunlight. They marveled at and  revered  the changing of the seasons and saw  therein  great excitement  and  wisdom to be gained. They knew  that  if  they
tended,  cared  for  and  loved the Earth,  in return  She  would provide for,  care for and love them.   They saw that all  around them  the  world was filled with Life,  much as their own but  in many  different and wonderful forms.   They felt the life of  the flowers,  plants  and  trees  and respected them  for  that  life essence.   They  looked about and observed all the many types  of animals  and saw that they were kindred to them and  loved  them.  They  felt  and observed the great Love of the Goddess all  about them  and knew kinship with the Moon.   They were practioners  of
The Old Religion, worshipers of The Great Mother!
Something I am reposting - I found it on the web. It is important to me. =)
I know who I am,
But not who or what I was.
Why can't I recall?
Nothing too fancy; just a quick haiku reflecting my thoughts regarding ancestry and reincarnation. I find myself asking this question at least once a month.

---

© Jordan Dean "Mystery" Ezekude

— The End —