Loyal To OurSelves

Selective Cultivation

Photo by Paz Arando on Unsplash

I was born as a field with all kinds of seeds
already planted.
The whole of humanity was there,
in my tiny scared, bloody body.
Unaware of my content;
I didn’t know I was potentially everybody.
Choosing unconsciously
what to water, and what to leave dehydrated.
Gradually perceiving my automated
processes,
I blazed down on some shadow work,
helped by my conscience.
I decide to feed one or the…