My Sweet Water Bearer

If you ask him, he does not believe in this kind of stuff. A water bearer is not how he sees himself. I wonder why he does not accept how powerful he is. He blew into my life, and I better understood the dynamic era for which he is named, "The Age of Aquarius." Is he wearing a cloak of false humility, knowing without a shadow of a doubt who he is and why he came here? 

As intuitive as he is, in my mind, there is no way he does not know that in his presence, mediocrity has no choice but to embrace its highest form, become the creative and innovative force it was designed to be, and bring about evolution. He must know that with each touch, I experience a delicious mixture of raw animal attraction, emotion, and spiritual connection, unlike before. He allows me to be more authentic than any other I have chosen to share myself with. 

He is not afraid to gently tell me when my words betray me. I agree fat is not how I should refer to myself. I receive his loving correction and believe it is almost blasphemous not to see myself as he does. I accept that he is not walking in false humility. But he has fallen prey, like so many of us, into that place that resembles the old saying, "Can't see the forest for the trees." So, I asked my heart how it felt, and it commanded me to prepare and pick up my ax. If the trees cloud the vision of this Prince, they must fall. 

~ Makeba