the demons of inheritance

those umbilical demons we share with our source
masks our identity and steers our course.

but, we were free to come in and choose what we want.

and, we made our choice to receive those 'demonic' gifts:

the fire in our bellies
the purpose in our walk
the beat of our drum.

to divorce from the broken patterns of ancestral drums,
is a lesson in the self and the completed life.

the fearful fathers beat their chaotic lines,
as the mothers' silence amplify their war drum's call.

the drum of the child must lift its voice, louder and louder until it breaks free to soar leaving behind the nonsensical ones.

living with their demons is a choice,
holding them close and giving them voice,
or letting them go as your's rejoice.

leaving behind the mystery and the lie that took you by the hand
and said 'you can fly, but i can't,' as their love is imprisoned by the demon 'i can't.'

i now face the angel of my womb as she echos the mantra of the demons of our inheritance as she simply asks 'why not?'

peace & harmony,
elaine
'freedom must be exercised to stay in shape!'
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