Darkness looms,
An everpresent oppressive force,
That seeks to subvert us.
We must be the light,
The flame of our souls form it.
On the wisp of a thread of a connection from our distant past,
we have managed to restore a kinship,
within a very complicated family,
within a very complicated world,
Against many odds,
Against many wishes.
That is nothing short of a miracle,
Of which you and I are the stewards.