Back in the hazy horizon of the ancient beginning
you were hardwired into my being
and braided and poured in
the chromosomes that would later become me
and when life made me a man
only in my later years you were known to me
as the one with whom I am bonded soul to soul
as the one that would lead me back to God like a child.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What fragments of our ancestors' lives are buried in our DNA? That mysterious continuum. Very interesting poem