growing pains by word of the lord

we started together, you and i. we grew as we wandered this earth, the smell of soil permeated our senses. we stayed so close our roots began to bond, the origin of our creation became a union, an abomination. given the choice between their doctrines, and their children, they chose the scripture. instructions on how to raise saplings and sinners like us. over time, our roots were separated into divisions. they hoped that the sunders would prevent our sins. as if grafting our stems in new locations would be a solvent. but we are of a long line, an adaptive family tree, not connected by dna but a community nonetheless. we learned from our lineage to forge our own paths unafraid of the trek ahead. despite the watering, the spillage onto our new leaves as an attempt to squander our strength, we persevere. but this drowning continues and digs us deeper into the ground. soon, we're six feet below surface. the leaves and the buds have erroded, diminished into a future fertility for the sediment. their attempt to drown us out with a downpour has succeeded, the moisture turned to rot. but my dear, no matter where you may rest now, i know that in the end, our bones will be laid the same, and our remains will one day grow again to full bloom.