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Taught In My Youth

  • Writer: Celeste Crandal
    Celeste Crandal
  • Jan 7
  • 1 min read
That my very nature
was an enemy to God.

My nature—
to observe the symmetry,
to seek the unseen paths,
to contemplate the quiet
woven into the world.

God’s enemy?

I am inherently:
spiritual, spatial, and sensual,
loose, loving, and liberal.

Taught to suppress the self
that feels the pulse of authenticity,
the rhythm of change,
the call to expansion.

My innate values:
authenticity, improvement,
became threats,
branded combative.

My intrinsic worth:
a battlefield,
where intuitive instincts
fought for survival.

How strange to name the sacred
as sin,
to call the very essence of creation
God’s opposition.

And yet, here I stand,
a child of nature,
no longer at war with myself.

December 2024- CC




 
 
 

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