Duality
Says the other is not you
Conformity says
You must not be you
To the arm you must not say, stop being an arm, you must be a toe!
Nor to the iris say you must produce liver enzymes, or you have no place here
In a healthy body
Whether personal
Or cosmic
All aspects work in harmony
Yet there is room for every aspect to function
And to flourish
For the nail bed and the nerves
For the smile
And the curves
For the strong muscles
And the gut lining
The heart’s electrical pulses
The fascia that isn’t fascist,
Rather connecting all to the all
Yet in cancer the cells go rogue
Especially undetected ones that bypass the immune system
That would help them become healthy cells, or surrender the mechanisms that ensure a takeover does not take hold
To the detriment of the divine design’s pure expression
If unchecked, a lethal aggression
In autoimmune
The cells attack their own self
And in depression, the soul within the cells
Is not given full expression
In a healthy body, person or cosmic
There is a place for all
Except for that which would try to takeover and then control
While claiming that health is the goal
This is the nazi line
Remember it when they say it
In contexts they try to sell as benign
A tumor would rather not be caught
But the whole body that dissolves the tumor
Is against its True Self not
As a melanoma that starts seeming only like a freckle
That comes down, and unless stopped
Can infiltrate and heckle
The innermost parts
That’s why its best to catch this type of thing before it starts
We do decline the offering up of ourselves
To be used by that which seeks to control
Using euphemisms to justify
Annihilation and eugenics as their goal
Consciousness is the way to health as a species
Not agreeing to anything specious
How can we live in harmony
While expressing our sovereignty?
By knowing we are One with All That Is
Yet we each have a unique aspect, a part to play
And each of our souls has a note that can add rather than undermine
Like the sun’s various hues and the cosmic light rays
Be whole
Hold yourself
Tenderly
Anew
For only you can be you
And all are of One Self
And LOVE is the glue
Excellent poem. May I Pass it on to Sovereign Souls?