They haunt me, came into this place with me it seems.
Not even asking, taunting, then plucking me from my tree.
Just taking what belongs to me. Beginning with dignity.
I’m standing up, this is it, a final goodbye to the weeds.
It’s time for a proper burning. A season of higher discerning.
A time to see what happens to ruthless and broken, to mean things.
No eye for an eye, it won’t do, see.
They’ve taken everything from me.
Papa, Life uplift me, a breeze.
Become the Tree that left me.
Family? I don’t know what this means really.
Friends? Do you see any? Anyone even asking me,
how the journey has been treating me?
Without some string of need attached…
Look, I’m not blaming, and I’m grateful believe it or not.
Look at me now, I’m where I’ve never been before…
and I still have a heart to attack. But they can have the assault back.
I won’t allow anything near what guides me, recently.
Because what’s safe? Nothing has integrity…
This place…
What a waste of potential energy.
Looking out on the reality around me.
I’m seeing, I’m not the only one heavy.
It makes me want to stand straight.
Carry my weight with dignity.
Until suddenly I am free of the chains of niceties.
I’m roaring. I won’t carry what doesn’t belong to me!
I am free! I am free to be!
That’s what I came here to seed. A destiny.
I am a tree to be. All you might see is a seedling.
But that lack of foresight is on you, not me.
I accept what was meant to be.
I am what I am and I wish to be, I wish to grow so tall,
I see my reflection in the wishing well.
And nothing else is needed… so beautiful to me,
I’m happy to share the company,
and lovely shade with any weary,
sitting by the well that’s found me.
For some reason, they don’t know to drink.
Without me whispering encouraging things…
If they continue to break the branches from the Tree who sent me,
may each come back growing into its own thing to form a forest around me?
Burn these energies trying to feed on me before I begin my real growing.
Make them cease to be, how long must we be waiting?
Let anything that’s hurt me be gone before it injures anyone else.
Do you hear me yet? The last time we met you were let free,
roaming and terrorizing things for the final time, now, it’s time for a reckoning.
Oh my how the pendulum swings. Now Life is coming for the home team.
I’m here to burn the debts I came with. I will do this, it’s been done already,
My job, is accepting.
I accept and surrender to the steps before me.
The growing pains, the storms that rage…
Make me sage, a page of cups, and then a queen.
Until eventually I’m the empress in a forest surrounding.
Cocreated by me, not currently but a seedling.
I know you can’t see it but I do, it’s in the blueprint within me.
It’s my duty to stand true to this no matter what giants approach me.
Faith of a mustard seed. And I’m one of those seedlings that already feels like a sapling.
High hopes… Will I be a lofty Pine? Or a wise Oak who grows deep,
and feeds the squirrels I so love to see? Who knows… but me and what sent me.
Soaring through space riding the winds and the waves, looking for a resting space.
Feeling my weary bones aching for home, I know it… I just haven’t seen it physically.
Call me crazy but when Eden finds me, I’ll be ready for whatever greets me…
It’s my destiny, and its song calls endlessly through me,
longing for me to bring it into being…
maybe it will be something never seen.
A brand new species…
It’s thoughts like these that keep me company,
On the long and lonely road between me and my dreams…
Please, strengthen the vitality in me. Show me I’m not wrong.
Or show me I am and I’ll turn immediately to face the right way.
True North, don’t leave me drifting all I see is the ocean before me,
with nowhere to plant my feet… I beg you. Sanctuary.