nothing that’s growing ever stays the same
anything growing will always change
whether maturing or decaying
so i will know when they ride this wave
they stay afloat
i know myself, what i am and not
finally love myself, okay with those who cannot
it’s not weakness or the frailty within
it’s common ground, what makes us akin?
similar in struggle, destiny, traumas and fate
it’s only flesh and within the godhead remains
the nucleus of souls intertwined with the divine
this is how i will know
