I would like to go on a journey
Down the root of a tree that is me.
Going on a long, long walk in time, down the paths
Where my forefathers walked and talked
About the blessing of God that be.
The Lord willing, in my lifetime I will learn the meaning of some
Of the words my ancestors spoke
On my journey to better
Understand me.
Oh, if I could partake in the feast of foods
For thoughts that my great-great grandmothers
spoke and cooked
I’m sure I would love and appreciate more the hands of older kin
That I shook.
I would like to see in my daughter
How my fine grand aunties looked
And the ways of the Lord their lives took.
Just to go way, way down the rivers
Where my cousin of long ago played by the big tree
And to lay back and imagine how it used to be.
Yes, I would like to trace my roots and hope to find
The praise of the Lord shining in my family’s time.
This is the journey I would like to find the time to go on someday.
Down the root of a tree that is me.
A journey for the soul
A journey for the sight
A journey to remember my life.