You are birthed from both light and darkness.
From the wombs of your mother and her mother before her.
From the sins of your past, and those of your lineage.
From the sacredness that has enveloped your soul and carried you though every incarnation.
You are birthed from the rawness of innocence and the darkest of mysteries.
From the unbridled rage that permeates collective generations,
To the forgiveness that ambles gently behind it.
From the angels that hear your fervent prayers,
To the demons that abscond with them.
You are birthed neither male or female,
But of flesh, bone and blood.
To which you have ascribed an identity which pulls you away from that which you truly are.
A fertile energy from source, emanating polarities of universal threads.
Encompassing good and evil.
One day, you will come to accept all that you are.