there is something about me
that cannot be easily explained away or justified...
too human to be mystifying,
i am growing into an unrooted tree--
all the wisdom, none of the entrapment.
my energy flows in fits and starts,
'cause this place doesn't always give you what you need to run right.
but i'm remembering that i was meant to live with open eyes,
fully vetted in the ways of spiritual humanity.
there is no need
to train me
or point me in the right direction--
i will swim my way home, thank you.
my father is the bearer of lightning.
my mother is the sweet hush of the river.
the masculine and feminine meet in me.
heaven lies behind one of my mind's doors.