Goddesses, Gods, and Humans
The Celtic Goddess of Spring, dawn and fertility
Brigid was also a goddess of birth, protection
Agriculture, music, and art
Viewed at times as a fighter or a flame
Different cultures, different meanings
Maybe a triple goddess or
Just one single goddess
Myths, creeds, and folklore abound
Who are our goddesses and gods
And are we included in the list?
A goddess protects the land, the skies, and the seas
A goddess treats the sick, heals and comforts the wounded
A goddess brings forth life (and maybe even death?)
She is all knowing, all seeing, all giving
Divine
Sounds like the God that I grew up with
In a church, omnipresent
Lord of all the heavens, the
Earth, the waters and the air
Lord of people and animals
Rocks and minerals
God bless the little children
Surely a god or goddess is
Androgynous or a
Metaphorical hermaphrodite?
Transgender, at least
Not a person at all
So no gender needed
What do I know, wondering and
Wandering while I write?
Do humans need
Something or someone to worship?
Or do we just need
Beautiful and inspiring stories
About heroines and heroes?
Is it human to need to believe
That someone, some entity somewhere
Is looking down on us, or up at us
Watching what happens to us
Comforting us when we need it
And sparking us to move forward
When the world needs us?
Some deities are animals, trees, plants, or ideas
I worship the jaguar, the hawk and the goose
Along with the elephant and the snake
Trees are celestial beings as are
The rose and so many other flowers
Some worship objects or Jesus or Mary
A well, a mountain, or a seed
A medicine or a shaman
Or the magic dollar, power, or fame
The patriarchy
If we don’t worship and pray to a deity
Then what would we worship
Pray to, get mad at, and seek to know?
If our lives are not going our way
Who do we look toward to help us?
Surely we have found out that other
Human beings may act like saviors for
Awhile, but ultimately they, too (we, too)
Let us (each other) down
Just by being human
Some goddess or god must
Have made them (and us) that way
The Muse is speaking
I am listening
I channel her words
With my hand above
The keyboard
Is She my goddess?
The Great Mysteries remain
Let’s keep asking
Questions and
Sharing them