THE FAMILY TREE

A family is a tree,

Branches spreading far.

Uncounted sprigs and twigs,

And mighty limbs that soar.

We cannot know them all,

Or count their many leaves.

Know the secret workings,

Retrieve their hidden keys.

Below the arching grandeur

Are gnarled and tangled roots,

Extending ever deeper,

Sustaining precious fruits.

To know the true beginning

Of a complex family tree,

We need only look

To the One who plants the seed.

(copyright 2014 Ken Ragan)