Knowing
I did not come all this way
Journeying through the creation of time
Dusting the glitter of my being into each individual cell of realization;
I did not wait patiently all this time
For this specific organization of earthlight to emerge
So that I could live into this body
Just to tame her.
I did not birth this manifestation
Just to watch her be hated, criticized, shamed, and shaped into submission.
I came here to know her.
To watch her age
And die
To witness as she shows me what it means to be human.
I came here to know her.
To explore the playground of miracles she carries within her
To listen patiently and love her
In the moments that she grieves my absence
To lean in and love her
In the moments that she draws near to me
And I feel her feeling me.
(Isn’t it sweet?
She’s the one who taught me how to feel.)
I chose this body because I loved her.
I became her to know her.