Roots



Your judgement of others could be the single greatest obstruction in the path of your destiny.



The minute she was born into this world

Her soul was rooted into her path of destiny

Looking unto the rainbow that cast itself

Ever so gracefully over her horizon

She looked into her destiny with eyes

Free of defilement and hurt

The path was straight, the rainbow was

Painted vibrantly onto the air

There was no way she would get lost

She stood at the beginning of her destiny

Her soul peered through her path

Her eyes fixated onto her destination

It was grand and good, molded by God’s hands



The minute she stepped into church

She was taught to see sin

This was the sin of others

That was the sin of those people

These were the sins of her neighbors

Herself, her family, her friends...

The preacher taught her repentance

The priest taught her to identify insufficiency

On her path where she stood, her gaze

Began to falter as she turned to face the left

And the right: seeking for the sins in others

She began to point, she began to scorn

She began to take offense in actions that did her no wrong



The minute she lost focus of her beautiful rainbow

Her horizon was out of sight

She strayed to the left, she strayed to the right

In pursuit of all that was wrong with the world

All that was wrong with all the people in it

Her vision was no longer set on what was her own

But was set on the shortcomings that were not her own

With these judgments, she filled the void that was inside her soul

The great ravine dug by the hands of her many judgments

The many catechisms tempted her astray

They say sin is temptation

But no greater a temptation is there that exists

Than one’s own attraction to self-righteousness



The hands of judgments covered her eyes

The songs of insecurities sang her intoxicated

She drank on wines of wrath and spite

It was her own pursuit of holiness that

Turned her into a whore; a squanderer of ignorance

She desecrated her own mind

With her judgments of others

The shit in her mind fouled not the people

But only trashed her own spirit!

Until she found herself standing

In the very shoes she once despised

All too soon, she found herself standing

In the very shoes she once reviled



Looking into a mirror, she saw the very person

That she had once looked down upon

Looking into a mirror, she saw the very soul

That she had once counted as a candidate for hell

“Oh God, forgive me!” She felt shame, shame, shame

And remembered the first day of her birth

The way she once saw her destiny, her journey, her destination:

With untainted eyes, open and fixated!

With untainted eyes, transparent and free!

She remembered how it once was

How it should have always been

And saw how far away from that path she’d strayed

Her roots so far away



“I am nothing but a whore of holiness”

“Oh God, release me from my bonds!”

Step after painstaking step

Sojourning on the path of true light

The weight of the past years crumbled and fell

While she journeyed closer and closer to the light

The veil over her eyes cracked like desert earth

It dissolved like useless dust

Each step taking her home, bringing her home

Until she finally stood back at her point of birth

Where all the memories returned

She saw through newborn eyes, once again

The rainbow in the horizon





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