~ Rooted in Truth ~
Wandering thru languid streets
Passing by strangers I feel I’ve seen
yet know I haven’t met
Seeing thru panes
to intricately woven pasts
found on the inverted side
of knowing
. . .
Suddenly, time stops
by a divine stroke of trust
an angel appears before me
cascading light spills down
thru the clouds
Saturating the patterning
in front of me
. . .
Trusting nothing but my faith,
I place my bare feet at the tree’s base
as I am awakened to a love so great,
a love that’s nothing new
a love that’s been passed down
1000s of times before us
…and that will be passed down
1000s of times more
thru those who see it’s true
. . .
It’s the right here
It’s the right now
to remember all we were never told…
but always knew
Standing up tall and strong
Despite the best of us
having fallen for so long
. . .
Finally realizing
that our story lies within
a substrate many scarcely believe in
because just like the rest of the iceberg
it’s not that our roots are hidden
but that they’re ensconced in a place
few dare to seek
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