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It took me awhile to realize she was a goddess,

not a god.

These boys throw her around like pesos

eating her up and not understanding her value.

A boy introduced me to her, and I did not think she would come to me,

I thought she was a fairy they all made up and

that she would allude me, a woman, a rational woman.

But she embraced me like I was one of her children.

And now, I build shrines to her forgiveness.

I want to slap some of these fools,

say, you are abusing a sacred thing, you don't

understand something so simple it is clear as day

in my eyes in my soul in my hand that clutches hers.

It took me awhile to realize

my strongest ally

has the wisdom

of mothers.



I spent most of my life trying to please fathers.

Trying to impress men, young and old,

ones I loved and ones I hated,

and she, too, came on this tide.

But I have learned much from spending time

alone with her,

teaching me the ways of the world,

opening my mind, letting the colors in.

And since then I have met many other allies,

and I truly believe in them, not fairies nor mer-men,

not stories nor made up myths,

but power, raw and of their own personality.

In the end, I will always return to her,

she is sweet and mild, yet her power is

deeper than the deepest ocean on earth,

because she doesn't live here, she lives

in her own vibrant land which she shows to me sometimes.

It took me awhile to realize

my strongest ally

had the power

of sisters.



I never had a sister but now I have one.

One is enough and I am deeply grounded by her beauty.

My friends understands the goddess, and now

I have family.  I can feel many people waiting

for me to find them, to bloom with them under

a sun made more lovely by the green we share.

It is not ugly, dirty, wrong, or shameful

that the sun is more beautiful when she is present.

She makes me appreciate my life, not regret it.

And I understand she is not everyones ally.

But I love her, my mother, my teacher,

I never want to abuse her power,

now that I know,

her power

is one

of earth.

Of birth.

The powers women have.