Golden Butterfly

Only Their Love Remained
by Urvi Shah

The negative actions and deeds of our ancestors and those who come before us deeply influence the land we live on and the course our life takes. And, it is through the light and love within our hearts that these influences are slowly transformed and freed. Here is a poem that expresses this truth to a child.

A girl walked on,
The ground beneath her
Was hard, cold and forlorn.

Yet, in her heart a light shone,
A light of love,
Soft, gentle and almost like gold.

As her feet touched the Earth,
Voices from underneath arose,
“Free us, free us!”
They whispered, they roared.

She stumbled a little,
She staggered, she gasped.
But somewhere she knew,
She must not give up.

So, as she walked,
Feet firmly on the ground,
Through her heart’s soft light
Each voice, faint and loud flew out.

The ground beneath her loosened,
Sweet flowers bloomed,
Roots grew deep,
Springs burst through.

The girl walked on,
The Earth was changed.
She thanked those who had passed.
Now, only their love remained.