Born with a Crown
I was born with a crown on my head.
Even my mother was not dismayed despite the discomfort
And then I grew up and…
somewhere I took it off because
All the other kids were teasing me
Even inside the house I was always getting in trouble because I was told I had to take it off
I really wanted to keep it on so I did.
And I kept getting in trouble for it.
One day I had enough of all the reprimand
So I took this crown of mine and hid it.
I thought it would be for just a couple days
But with each passing day
I forgot about it, finding other things to be instead
And this time I had company
I had friends
There were people with whom I could depend
At least that’s what it was in the beginning
Later there was ostracism because I was walking around
As if I still wore the crown
And that made them uncomfortable
They started using words like humble
And it made me mumble
Under my breathe
because here I was in full display
And still its like... they don’t know me yet?
And then I started to regret taking off my crown
I thought it was only a few days but in reality it had been years since I took it off and put it down.
Tormented by this realization I began to fall
I began to doubt
there were many things I just couldn’t figure out
And then like a sign from the heavens
I realized I have a choice
I realized that I could leave their opinions alone and
Listen to my inner voice
Because while I had removed my crown some years prior it was an outward display of something I knew to be true and it came from something higher.
The same truth was there inside of me but also its there inside of you
to know if you so desire.
I Am. Daughter of Terra.