The treasure of knowledge
conveyed across generations—
tradition, historical continuity,
sense of place, and belonging.
The journey:
time and space
separated.
Travelled to different places—
different places
altered its meaning.
Different possible meanings
for different people:
an active process
of making
and negotiating meaning.
Found poem drawn from Anett Lőrincz’s “Intangible Heritage: The Change of Significance of Hungarian Embroidery over Time” (2021).
The most enduring poems are not those we remember. They are the ones that quietly change who we become.
This poem was written as part of my Master’s thesis, Who’s Health Matters? It captures the essence of the chapter titled Summer and reflects themes of transition, hope, belonging, and the search for home.
There are moments when another person’s pain reaches across the space between us and touches something familiar.
Some things are not waiting to be finished. They are waiting for us to become the person who knows what they were always meant to be.
I went looking for words in someone else’s writing. I hadn’t anticipated finding words for my own story.
Grief does not end with time. It becomes a ritual—a quiet returning to those we continue to love.