The Too Early Ancestors
Birthed between the muck and the mud
you arrived to this plane
Wrapped in flesh, brown and sweet
Your heart, eyes, and soul yearned for something more
For softness, for hardness
For freedom, for exactness.
As you grew so did your dreams for what was to come
Through trials and tribulations,
Through sorrow and pain,
Through the unexpected and the unforeseen.
Yet you, through learned and ancient wisdom
conjured life with the rarest ingredients while chanting melodious rhymes
that even the wind had forgotten.
You expanded, you transformed
Quietly and tenderly giving hand to that which is to become:
Love. Community. and Joy.
And here we are
You have taken your last breath and now reside among our Ancestors
Leaving us to carry on in the great lineage of co-creation.
It is easy to weep and wail at the sight of your death, understandably so
But you are calling us onward for so much more.
To honor your dream for liberation.
To honor your passing.
To honor your life.
To the too early Ancestors,
Blessed Be your journey,
and guide us on in this our fight.
