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Elizabeth Santos
Member Rara Avis

since 1999-11-08

Posts 9269
Pennsylvania

0 posted 2004-06-10 08:31 AM

Seeking Roots

I have come back to this little church to see
The people who have carved my destiny
They’re the roots of my beginning
They’re the mirror of my face
And I’ve come back just to ponder
In a corner of this place

I am looking through a window of the past
To the lives which offer peace to me at last
They are dust beneath a tombstone
But they once were flesh and bone
And the blood that is connected
To this lifetime of my own

I have come to read the pages that are scrolled
So neatly in the record books of old
They are names without a face
They’re just words upon a page
But they once sowed seeds of courage
That would reap another age

I have come here to discover who I am
For my heritage came from another man
He was father of the children
With the woman by his side
And I’m weeping tears of kinship
For the roots that grow inside

I have come back to a place that bears my name
Where the fathers of my fathers still remain
They’re the wellspring of my waters
They’re an image of my face
And I’ve come here just to ponder
In a corner of this place

Elizabeth Santos

Gentle Spirit
Member Patricius

since 2000-10-09

Posts 13989

1 posted 2004-06-10 08:33 AM

Excellent writing Liz and yes, sometimes we go back...and we remember. Very well done!

Rick
Member Elite

since 2001-06-21

Posts 2903
Victoria, Australia

2 posted 2004-06-10 08:41 AM

Dear Liz, this is just wonderful writing, I was there with you and enjoyed the time, thank you for sharing this gem, indeed one I will enjoy again and again.

Sincerely
Rick

Janet Marie
Member Laureate

since 2000-01-22

Posts 18554

3 posted 2004-06-10 08:42 AM

But they once were flesh and bone
And the blood that is connected
To this lifetime of my own

I have come to read the pages that are scrolled
So neatly in the record books of old
They are names without a face
They’re just words upon a page
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you turn words on a page into cadenced magic.
Lovely write of exploration and discovery dear poetess of grace.

Seymour Tabin
Member Empyrean

since 1999-07-07

Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla

4 posted 2004-06-10 08:50 AM

Elizabeth,
All flowers bloom and mature
And then fade back to innocence
It is the way of the world
That is in half life now.
Beautiful write.

LeeJ
Member Patricius

since 2003-06-19

Posts 13296

5 posted 2004-06-10 09:07 AM

have come back to a place that bears my name
Where the fathers of my fathers still remain
They’re the wellspring of my waters
They’re an image of my face
And I’ve come here just to ponder
In a corner of this place

Hi Liz, this was a wonderful write and read...it is really something, to find out who was where in what year, knowing you are part of someone's life. Maybe we are even in some situations, related to some American Indians....Awesome! So very much enjoyed this lovely read...you are indeed lucky to have had this opportunity.

Love and hugs...Lee J.

jwesley
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-04-30

Posts 7563
Spring, Texas

6 posted 2004-06-10 10:05 AM

Very much enjoyed the all of this, my friend.

jwesley

passing shadows
Member Empyrean

since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

7 posted 2004-06-10 01:01 PM

a beautiful share

makes me want to go back to certain places I left behind long ago

Martie

Moderator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

8 posted 2004-06-10 01:04 PM

Liz

It is a good thing to seek, if only because it makes such lovely poetic thought.

Sunshine

Administrator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

9 posted 2004-06-10 03:19 PM

I have come here to discover who I am
For my heritage came from another man
He was father of the children
With the woman by his side
And I’m weeping tears of kinship
For the roots that grow inside

~*~

If ye shall Seek,
then be not troubled
at what you find...

for we are only human, after all...

[a bit of advice from a grandparent to me, after I insisted that there had to be more to my heritage than I knew...]

Wonderful poem, Elizabeth...my kind of reading!

Marge Tindal

Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-06

Posts 42384
Florida's Foreverly Shores

10 posted 2004-06-10 03:23 PM

LovelyLizzyLady~
Beautifully rooted thoughts dear poetess~
*Huglets*
~*Marge*~

~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost,
the spirit rejoices over what it has left.
- Sufi epigram <))><

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