A Beautiful Crown of Thorns

My roots made of Hemp, strong and life-giving
Within that terrifying earth, cold and unforgiving,
That bitter hell which as a seedling seemed, Oh so dark!
Except for that sweet scent from above though arising, lighting my spark!

Delightful leaves rubbing my emerging stem, dazzled and drunk.
Expanding fearlessly downward further rooting my trunk,
Which lies above in the light and NOW firm in the ground!
Dressed and adorned in a field of intoxicating Lemon Balm,
a belly laugh of a fire, my fearful trembling nurtured to calm.
Melissa's delightful caresses teasing me so that upward I grow!

The Nettle reaches even higher,
Whispers these stings will raise your fire,
Do not give up yet, you are meant to grow sire.
Soon to become King, then growing even higher!

Carelessly the fire within me then blazed, Downward the roots!
Upward my trunk!

Until I was raised above the immense canopy of neighboring plants
That shaded so far all of my view,
And in an instant I knew!!!
I had found my heart, I was born anew!!
My sight beheld unexpectedly
Stars, sun, moon and earth each one majestically!
And I fell in love with Eternity!
For Cycles revealed the Illusion of Linear-Time!

The rose not far from me climbing
as a vine through an adjacent tree,
while seductively smiling....
Her scent unobstructed blew my way and said to me: "YOU SEE!!.

The Treasure that is your Heart, is your Secret everlasting Home."

“Yet do not stop here!
Do not stop now, your home finally ‘NOW’ found,
Remember this secret: Resting ‘Here’! You remain eternally Crowned!”

“With love now pumping through your veins
You can let go of all your past growing pains,
New scars might...or rather they will surely come
But they will be known as blessings each and every one!”

”For your heart is your shield,
the place where you're one.
With all that there is!
With all that will be!
"Here" you must reside. And from here you must See!”

“No matter how High you might climb, or upwards seem to Grow!
Thy highest heights in reverence to your heart please do bow.”

Then with a warning she spoke with stern burning fire!

“Do not get blinded by your own emerging
Canopy!!
Do not see but your own Tree-Top
in Vanity!”

“Your crown will be jeweled in green most lusciously grand,
Your flowers colorful, opulent, intoxicatingly fragrant!”

“A Blue jay at your neck will built its nest, singing sonorous spells of truth so fine!
Dancing together with the notes of your rustling leaves, the music released:’Concerto Divine!’

Your branches reflecting the beauty of your thoughts, reflections of your heart in thy mind!
Fractal patterns intricate and mysterious emerging from enduring the illusions of Time.

As Knowledge emerges your canopy grows,
foresight brings the wisdom
Of letting old branches go!”

"Yet..." warned the rose

"With Knowledge!
Do not lose sight of your Heart
By the expansion of your mind!

…If you do...."

she raised her voice higher:

"You will find yourself suddenly utterly empty and helplessly blind!
You will think to know how to fill that hole and you will believe that you can clearly see!
Yet that kind of seeing and thinking! well...Your growth will yield Death! as thy Destiny!
Your fruits will be lies and decay, they will bear infection and rot.
Your flowers will poison the air with their stench they begot.
Your roots will sour the earth, and poison your own water.
Your leaves will begin to wilt even though it is not winter
Your branches will fall yet no new ones will take their place to grow
For without your heart, how would you pump the light of your golden soul,
Deep into the roots that root you firmly in the ground?
Without which you will soon be a tree falling with a thumping sound!

"So be cautious!" Said the Rose. Repeating one last time!:

"Ever allow some space for old branches to die,
To be open for the living empowering sunlight!
To trickle all the way from crown down to the base of your spine.,
To be received to strengthen thy heart, Temple of Truth & The Divine.
Reflecting the mysteries of life through the mirror moon of your mind."

And she rested as my crown of thorns high atop my canopy,
blooming in deep passionate red,
our love shining bright into eternity,
for the dazzling earth, the moon and sun and all the dancing stars, infinity!

-Ravenking, private Website