Heritage

Through my mother, 

I come from a Scottish isle –

a fey place of warriors and poets.

Through her I come, too,

from a sea coast in India –

town of temples and sacred trees.

Through my father, I come 

from temperate Australian farmlands

and a tiny island in stormy Bass Strait.

Through him, I come from

thinkers and rebels, dancers and lovers; 

and from sober preachers.

Through my own birthplace, I come

from mountains and rivers,

tall trees, surrounding ocean.

Because I can feel and hear and see,

I come as well from an old people

who walk here still, who made me welcome.

Soon is the Feast of Samhain

here in this Southern Land.

To all my ancestors: Hail!

At 'imaginary garden with real toads' we are invited to answer the question, Where Do I Come From?

Photo of tartan and badge: Heirlooms from my mother. 

© Rosemary Nissen-Wade 2016

Photo of crag available under Creative Commons licence:

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