Through The Roots - I Blossom.

Certain things is just in my blood... In my genetics. & Even in the roots of my soul and spirit. Some things I will not or ever stand for. And some times I will gladly and proudly stand alone on. Even as I sit alone many days, I am honored to see the inside of my mind and heart spreading outward like a blossoming creative flower. I see so many beautiful things in my word growing in birth from a state of nothingness. So natural, pure, and innocent. Yet fierce, bold, and filled with fire. I was made like this. To give life through thought, word, and action. It's like God gave me in honor, the power of creation and said "What are you going to do with this?" I now remember, walking in ignorance, lust, ego, and seduction. So I created from those states of brokenness. And After I was fully consumed of the broken pieces, from those things.... it shattered. I shattered. I failed myself and my God. I was like a dead flower or creation... the more pieces of me that died, the more pieces that fell off of my being. Still, I was granted rest, restoration, purification, and cleansing from the roots of my mind, heart, body, soul, and spirit. I was given the permission to live again even from a death and self destruction. A new body. Through the root. I blossom.