Spirit of Ancestry
Reflection
In the depths of his eyes, a story unfolds,
A tale of heritage, of trials and gold.
The paint on his face, a symbol of pride,
A connection to the land, where his ancestors reside.
The feathers in his hair, a crown of honor true,
A testament to the strength, that in his heart shines through.
His gaze is piercing, a window to the soul,
A reflection of the wisdom, that makes him whole.
In every line, a story is etched,
Of a people, a culture, a legacy bequeathed.
The colors on his face, a vibrant display,
Of the spirit that guides him, on his life's journey each day.
He stands as a guardian, of traditions past,
A bridge between the old, and the new that will last.
His presence is powerful, a force so serene,
A reminder of the beauty, in the heritage unseen.