She brought me back to a part of my Heart that I long needed to return too.

She was a mystery to me - a mystery purposely untouched upon; intentionally unsolved.

Because Her Mystery - and any intention of stirring its contents - made my heart hurt.

The hurt You feel when Life inflicts its relentless pains unto another and there was nothing you could do to have stopped it;

But today, She will no longer be a mystery to me …

I pray that Her Spirit be rescued; saved from the pains; the sufferings;

Maybe 

Maybe I arrived too late;

Maybe I was too busy; too pre-occupied rescuing; saving myself; 

But if I could;

I would have STOOD GROUND for You;

I would have SHIELDED You;

I would have PROTECTED You;

I would have STRENGTHENED You;

I would have LOVED You;

I would have been your BACKBONE

And

No one would dare BREAK YOU;

I would have preserved YOUR HONOR;

I would have CHERISHED You;

&

Dear One, 

I would have let the ABSOLUTE BRILLIANCE of your light burn through the flesh of that which suffocated You;

…

She was a mystery left unsolved by me because to explore such a mystery revealed to me a hate that I harbored for those that were adamant on ousting her flame; her fire; 

She was a mystery left unsolved by me because while I learnt to accept that which cannot be changed - For Her, I wanted to find the Hands of Time and go back; all the way back and save Her; rescue Her mySelf!

Sure, one might say - one should rescue themselves; save themselves; 

But have you ever thought instead One should not be so vile; so cruel to the human heart; to the human spirit; 

Have you ever thought of the Hands of the Ones who threw Her into the deep Wells of darkness; that those Hands should be tied; unable to yield any of their power for it has been grossly misused. 

I want to turn back the Hands of the Absolute’s Clock and jump into the Wells; hold Her in my Arms. And together we climb out of the darkness. 

And let Her taste the Fruits of Her Goodness!

I would shun and ostracize every bitter thing that touched upon this sweet soul;

I would destroy their poison that seeped through Her Being;

I would have them feel the Inflictions of Shame that leaves permanent scars upon them to remind them of their lowliness; 

Dear One,

I would bring them to their knees and have them feel in their bones - raw humiliation for having the ugly arrogance to belittle a Soul of God; a Child of the Absolute;

&

I would have the Hands of the Absolute lift Her to the High Heavens and have these senseless beings witness Her in Her Highest Glory; 

She is a mystery, solved;

She is a mystery solved 

& 

I … I am Her Backbone.

She is a mystery solved

And 

I am the Backbone for the Innocence of Souls whose minds, hearts, spirits have been crushed by those that have the ugly and distasteful arrogance to weaken another’s mind; to disempower another’s Heart; to smother another’s Spirit; 

For who dares to weaken that which the Brilliance of God pours through; to disempower that which the Love of God pours into; to smother a Vessel of the Absolute. 

Who dares?

People must learn to be humans and use their Power to build rather than to destroy that which is innately of them. Any destruction is ultimately a destruction of Self. 

Written by - Chelsea Avasa Khan