Following Celtic Ways

Ramblings and reviews by John Willmott as he travels the Celtic Ways and Waterways visiting hidden ancient Celtic temples, sacred wells, and provoking legends .... plus music and theatre along the way

Tuesday, November 30, 2004

Dear Ancestor

Claire Roche brought back a poem from Australia that was printed on one of the programs for her concerts there. The author is unfortunately anonymous. Though this obviously refers to a modernish grave it echoed some of my own feelings when I visit the many mysterious ancient sites.


Your tombstone stands amongst the rest
Neglected and alone
The names and dates are chiselled out
On polished marble stone
It reaches out to all who care.
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I'd exist
You died and I was born
Yet each of us are cells of you
In flesh, in blood, in bone
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse.
Entirely not our own.

Dear`Ancestor, the place you filled
One hundred years ago
Spreads out among the ones you left
Who would have loved you so.
I wonder if you lived and loved,
I wonder if you knew
That someday I would find this spot
And come to visit you.

1 Comments:

Anonymous said...

What a beautiful tribute to our ancestors.
As a celtic shamanic practitioner I will share this with those who
"know" how special a connection
with our ancestor spirits is to each of us.
What a find!!
An Sith
Karen Dugan
ladyhawk@ptd.net

1:16 AM  

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