Ancestors

We are part of those who went before,
Back, back, to that unknown,
Uncomprehended beginning.
They were, and we are,
Always divided yet always joined
By a centuried procession of struggling forebears,
Heralds of today.

It has all led to now,
To us, people of modernity,
Who still battle with instincts
Of the tribe. Eternity tells us
There’s not so long between us.
They are at our shoulder.