coursing through my veins, directing my existence,
lifeblood, DNA containing the legacy of my ancestors
heroes, scoundrels, paupers, royalty, saints, average folk,
their footprints in the dust long disbursed to the wind
and me here, now, my simple life carrying us on anonymously
A Gogyohka for Wordcraft Poetry’s Tanka Tuesday Ekphrastic Challenge inspired by the photo above.