A Poem for my Great Grandmother Addie Pearl Chinn
I dedicate this style of poetry-writing to my dear friend who transitioned,
Neysa Scott.
I was consciously aware, when and where I was planted. I made a decision to come onto this earth. To live by chance, to have another, chance at life. Living is like a virtue. And these steps I take, will be long and steady. Meticulous, Challenging, but nothing that I can't handle.
A fetal seed. In your hands. Fragile. In this soil. The elemental cycles, bathe me in the process of growth. The destiny that'll prepare me for strife and love. To fight a good fight, during rainstorms, blizzards, and earthquakes. I'll be toughly rooted,
flowing through the wind. It only shows- that if I overcome, I'll just be a bit stronger.
Meticulous, Challenging, but nothing I can't handle. It ain't nothin, It ain't nothin, It ain't nothing, That I can't handle.
I peek through, learning the ways of the earth. Recieving energy. Emitting energy. Communicating. Photosynethsis, do your work. The entity that planted me, do your work. I'm here to learn, to bloom, to build my quality. I do my work. I'm blossoming towards a goal, and it's to get close to the divine world.
Meticulous, challenging, but nothing I can't handle. It ain't nothin, It ain't nothin, This is something I can handle.
To realize the purpose of existing, To realize the importance of the existance is to be present. is to be strong. is to be loving. is to be caring. is to be independent. is to be responsible. is to be understanding. is to be truthful. is to be alive. is. to. be. transcendental.
This is something, Transcendence. This is something, this is something, that we call the circle of life.
Sacred and eternal we become, through the pain, through the mistakes, I have known to be imperfect. Imperfection is what we are at best. But, this is aint nothin, to keep pushing through. To keep our leaves up, to keep our stems a little bit strong. To be watered, to be sheltered. To be balanced through the extremities of construction and destruction.
Meticulous, challenging, this is something I can accept.
to accept that my next life will be approaching. Not afraid to dream of the return. Not afraid of decomposing, back into this very soil where I was born. I await for my time to come.
And here I am, weaker than ever, but mentally and spiritually- I am supreme. Transitioning into the divine world, where I can look at how you're doing. I can help, with energy once a day, I'll become fit to be your ancestor. Remember me, and learn from me. Just know, that transcendence is like a star in the galaxy. and this is a part of life that we all must take.
Is meticulous, its challenging but its nothing we can't handle it ain't nothing, it ain't nothing, this is something we can handle, this is something we can accept. Acceptance is a mirror that we must face.
