Embodied

Embodied Adam’s Rib? Adam’s Rib, or did you come from Adam’s Rib?, Were you a progeny of Man, Or rather grafted by the cosmos, in the image of sacred splendor, Black Body, Beautiful and Slender, Round and Tender, Is it your shape that compels me to wonder? Is it your black beautiful shape, in all wondrous compositions and sizes that captures my eye? Such that I am willing to die that you might rise? Or is it something deeper? Oh sleeper awaken! For it is not the shape or attribute, It is not the visage of physical perspicacity, or visual euphony that drives us to cherish your essence, Is it your mental alacrity? Your disposition to unlock the secrets of empathy and objective forgiveness? Perhaps? But as Mother Earth nurtures me with the blood of water ridden rivers of the Lamb’s sacrifice, It is your embodied body that is the source of my amazement, For you are imbued, and empowered, Glorified and showered, By the hue of the effervescent infinite, The eternal love of life and death, rebirth and resurrection, Has chosen you for a brighter day, You are the embodied image of a brighter day, where people look to God and pray, For an end to the madness abounding, You are astounding, My black, beautiful sister, Enshrined in mystery, Forsaken by history, But not forgotten by the cloud of witnesses that you serve with abandon, Lead on my sister, Lead us on to the ways of light, Teach us to fight for right, and the sight of blessed unity, Impunity cannot stop you, Rejection cannot stifle the sound of your gentle and courageous wisdom, If we could just listen, To the Word Made Flesh, Black, Beautiful, Female, Fearless, and Ferocious, Imbued with the light of the infinite, Embodied, Emboldened, Forever.