Profit is me.

I thought I was moving for profit,

And then I remembered I am the profit.

I stopped “charging my worth,”

I started living it.

Resurrecting what was once unseen,

The invisible light magnifies through me.

Taking shape as form itself,

Birthed from the roots that could never be forgotten.

Down deep,

Down deep.

Not a reach,

A warm embrace.

Water carries me,

Fire breathes me,

Air wraps me with the key,

Earth is where I sprout from,

Space was never out there,

But here.

Here.

Here.