And so it begins or so it ends

Clarity, confusion, chaos

All, on your World View, depends

Your World view depends on all you’ve seen,

What you’ve read, and where you’ve been

Are your roots dug deep in words or planted in

The chaos of sin?

Perhaps your roots yanked up just as fresh growth could begin

–Just as life’s understanding desired to expand,

Perhaps your World view moved no further

Than the three-hundred-sixty degrees to be seen from your

Native soil and the exact spot you where were born

Perhaps wanderlust took you far and wide

Allowing you to cast preconceived, and elder taught ideals aside

Wiring so different for creatives and strategists causing divides,

Healing requires putting opinions aside

Your truth is yours to own, and mine is my own,

The foundation, for which, will one day be known

And the consequences individually we own.