Generations

For my grandparents, and those who have gone before

Deep in this
marrowed bone
the ties that
bind this flesh
and blood
to yours
speak deeply
to my soul
and heart
and mind.
In generations
past and future
these eyes and lips
will mark the
passage of time
found in
photographs
and hands gently
cupped, wrinkled
around the new -
With ears and
heart and limbs
bestowed through
double-helixed
twisting
around this
tree of names
and faces
long gone from
earthy shores.
Yet in the fire
of the heart
lies love
still burning
through all
these generations
lost and living still -
Love,
deep in the
marrow of
these bones,
wandering
through the
centuries
to find
again, this
family
before leaving
one day to
meet again
on Heaven's shores.

© Eleanor Clark
19 September, 2014