I've become

I've become the product of what I think to be two worlds.

I am stuck in one, becoming more myself in the other.

Across the land of shiny things I see this chasm in front of me.

Across I call, across I long for, across I see the roots beneath.

Inside the crack of life and bliss underneath the earth are things that I might miss.

I’ve become a product of this; manufactured high life, glory, pride, and fame. Religious curiosity that does enough to make you slightly wonder, but not enough to push one further still. Not enough to find life and truth, meaning, something of worth, something of substance. Instead, shallow ground. Hollow ground. Empty ground. Cycles. Religion. And being stuck forevermore. All this which produces hopelessness. And I’ve become a product of this, and in me it has produced hopelessness. So the lie seems to be, so it tries to whisper to me underneath the great roar of the sea.

I look at the earth, through my looking glass I look beneath the crack.

I have become a product of this; bowed down praying knees, tears that birthed a kingdom in me, sacrifice, giving freely. Love. Joy. Hope forevermore. Peace of eternity. Oil filling every missing thing. I have become whole on my side of the crack. In my neck of the woods, here, I’ve become good. Here I’ve become me.

I’ve kicked religion to the side to find something more, something for myself, on my own. I’ve had a guide over my shoulders for the entire time, but now its time to become truly free. Time to fly high and time to be me. I’ve had this great eagle always looking out for and over me. Now I hear a greater voice calling out to and even more so over me. The voice is calling saying COME UP HERE! Fly up Here with ME, and soar free like the liberty bird, under the shadow of MY Wings.

Here under his wings is where I will be, have been, and will continue to be. Here I am becoming more me. Here I am free to be free. Here I will dwell and find greater things. So fly high oh great searcher bird inside of me go on into you destiny and there we will be. Forevermore out beyond the sea live and breath and be. The chasm closes and I see clearly all things that are there for me. All things that are real, that are true, that are beautiful. That are you.