Right away this word pairing prompt had to be an ancestor poem. How and who we came to be is a stumbling of 400 generations. This ripple effect through humankind might be why we are so interested in ancestry and history. I love this the poem. Day 21 of NaPoWriMo.
Birth Path
Trail of ancestors’ lives
Travel months to henge
Dowry exchange
Mixture of genes
Hunter, Farmer, Craftsman
Smith, Shaman, Chieftain
War and conquer
Slave or victor
Escape famine
Escape persecution
Promise of dreams
Indenture to new world
Follow work
Chase land
Comfort or adventure
Chance and choices.
Each generation forages
the path
given
followed
created.