Generations of Love

Beneath the sands of time, written in the stone, There's a story rooted in my blood, and the very marrow of my bones. My ancestors sealed their history, and their inevitable fate- never to be forgotten as they understood that time doesn't wait. And when I sit in the stillness of my quiet mind, I can hear their voices echo from the edge of time. They encourage and inspire me, they guide me through life's snares, and they protect me, even today, as if they had always been there. They watch over me vigilantly both day and night, and they hold a burning torch serving as a guiding light. And no matter where life takes me, they go where I must go. You, as I, are a product of generations of love, A blossoming seed, that long ago was sown. Always look around yourself and deep inside, and find your ancestors to guide your way, it is there, that they reside.