We Are Artisans of Our Own Souls

We are artisans.
Artisans of our own souls.
We are root makers.
We are rooted to the ground.
Rooted — for elevation.

We are so rooted.
We are rooted to the ground.
With entangled roots.
So umbilically tied;
To our nourisher— the Earth.

Rooted to the ground.
By Earth’s gravity so bound;
Everything alive.
Plants, animals, and others.
With Spirit — yet so rooted.

We are entangled.
Entangled in our roots.
Entangled in Self;
The Self — allied with our roots.
Our subterranean ground.

Our roots support us.
Our roots give us sustenance.
They keep us grounded.
Grounded — while sprouting upwards;
For union with the Self.

That is ironic.
In order to reach Spirit;
To be uplifted,
We must sublimate ourselves;
But our roots keep us anchored.

Alchemical task:
To be purely Spirit.
But we are Matter.
Spirit — is alchemical;
The soul in transformation.

We seek ascension.
Ascension from our own roots.
Our sublimation.
Requires transformation;
Our own metamorphosis.

Irony of roots.
That keep us all so anchored.
But with desire to soar.
Beyond our outer image.
Deep roots —  for our ascension.

Rooted — reaching up.
Collective human effort.
That engages us;
To attain some higher state;
Union with the Spirit.

Turning inwardly.
We are metaphysicians.
Brewing herbal roots.
Bearers of the antidote;
To heal our own distempers.

Distempers of roots.
Entangled by their grounding.
Entangled in the Self.
Seeking our elevation;
From being deeply rooted.

Irony of roots.
Digging deep — for ascension.
By Spirit within.
From Descent to Ascension;
Ever so interweaving.

Alchemy of roots.
Metaphysical cauldron.
Entangled in Self.
Our roots conjuring potions;
To restore us to wholeness.

We are artisans.
Metaphysical healers.
Seeking our wholeness.
To repair our broken selves.
The goal of the Inner Work.

Alchemy of Roots.
The work is never finished.
We are artisans.
Artisans of our own souls;
In the service of Spirit.