I Am All... Poem by Kandayia Ali

I Am All...



I am WOMAN...

Born from His every thought; created from this Man's very hunger to feel complete. To bare His story, buried deep inside my womb; to give birth to His legacy and to stand firm in the face of Destiny's sometimes unforeseen, carnal minded calamities.

I AM…

His temple, a pyramid- and inside me rests a timeline that's not
mine- but ours… He stores His fears, tears and heavenly cries- to
be guided onto a path worthy of His footsteps. His GOD like
resemblance is no where near a visual hoax- but a reflection of what's inside His center. I hold the view of the fire that burns… FAITHFULLY without cease- inside my Lion-hearted beast. I too live thru its beat, filled to overflowing when sitting at His table of knowledge to feast. Who am I to Him? His lamb at times— His Goddess easily turned warrior on occasion. I live to be his nerve endings, for He too- is mine.

I-

by DESIGN lives to be His compass, His guide; once unlocked by His treasured KEY- ordaining me- His natural replacement for THC- assisting His visioning eye into spirituality. A part of His 3rd
— I am a part of His body; a part of His mind- I am His fresh set of
eyes- when His are weary of the lies. See, He trusts His gut and I
because I derived from that tingle in His ribs- the one that He decided to give so that I may be… HIS… YES, He can hold the world on His back- but He knows when we combine forces- the U-N-I-verse is OURS to align- a Cosmos to build and define. WE BUILD EMPIRES. He and I grow; while wisdom and love are His main tools used in the world around us to inspire.

I—

The letter in the middle of hIm- HE is very much a large part of ME; even when we tend to see things differently— it's because WE see a future built on a foundation of diligence and consistency. I can sense tension- sometimes when there is a correction of crooked lines- but we know that what we do EFFECTS US- as well as others too. We realize the ripples we make can turn into waves, uncontrollable currents and tsunamis. We pace in spirit-filled steps in order to make our path easy to be replicated by others- like "spirituality for dummies." The path He seeks to journey thru, I do too- as ONE, from once being two- separate entities- to merging and becoming something new…

ALCHEMY…

FOLLOW ME…

No one said it would be easy, we just chose to beg the differ when
everyone says how hard it's going to be; for as long as I have Him and He has Me; and WE, the two touch and agree… The Creator is the final passage when it comes to the decisions that are made by

WE…

My BEST WHOLE, Not "better half" -

My rare diamond in the rough; my skin when it's time to be tough. He's my cry… He's my laugh… My bodyguard- the keeper of my heart, for which he holds in the highest regards. From now until eternity- He completes the circle; He's the biggest part of me…

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