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Tuesday, June 26, 2018

Alakshmi

Go dwell among
the pernicious,
to make their lives
poor and grievous.

May the male line
suffer and fail,
inauspicious,
let sorrow wail.

Goddess of ill
fortune for those
who do harm to
any, she goes.

What goes up must
come down, the bad
comes with the good,
happy with sad.

Thursday, June 21, 2018

Aurora

The goddess of the morning, dawn
Rose renewed to open the gates
For her brother, the rising sun,
And began the day, breaking light.

Rosy-fingered, she donned her robe
Of saffron and greeted the day
With a smile and a song, to wit,
Ready to cross the sky in flight.

To her lover she was once drawn
So that the gods she chose to probe
For his eternal life and yet
Forgot youth; he aged, a cruel plight.

Cicada remains, man is gone;
Alone now, she crosses the globe.

Tuesday, June 19, 2018

Adsullata

She who waters the wide ground,
Without her no water be found;
Long sullied by cities beside
Her waters poisoned or worse, dried.
Farms and factories are guilty
Both of polluting the silty
Depths and high, clear, blue waters now -
Blame both the foreman and the cow.
Grieve her lost purity and then
Work to make her cleaner again -
All is lost without the river,
We must save her, the life giver.

Thursday, June 14, 2018

Athirat

The Lady of the seas treads waves;
Wisely and merciful She saves.

The Creatrix is generous and kind,
Protective of all who came from Her mind,
No greater Mother can we ever find;
The Lady of the seas treads waves.

Coincident with the holy tree of life,
Rather than be daughter She chose to be wife;
Though those who depart Her find nothing but strife,
Wisely and merciful She saves.

She is both morning and evening star,
The gods are Her children, as all of us are;
She rules all of the seas both near and far;
The Lady of the seas treads waves.

Accompanied by lion, goat, and snake,
Serpent Queen whose enemies quake,
Yet in joy worship of Her will we make;
Wisely and merciful She saves.

Spirals round Her trees we will dance,
Loving Her we enter into a sacred trance,
Seafaring we go, given her blessing on chance;
The Lady of the seas treads waves.

Tuesday, June 12, 2018

Ammavaru

She laid an egg,
a closed keg from
which leg out grew
cosmos through cracks,
out blew summer heat.

The sweet world birth
gave us earth and
the mirth of time;
hear the chime of
stars, prime holy sound.

Sunday, June 10, 2018

Acionna

River goddess, let waters flow,
Deeper are you than we can know;
Be still or fast.
Source of all things from long ago,
Teach us all things that you can show;
Future is past.
Upon you praises we bestow,
Everything you overflow
From first to last.

The sailor will unstep the mast,
The fisherman catch your repast;
You are divine.
And when the line is outward cast,
To the faithful enthusiast
Is sweet, not brine.
Your bounty is ever most vast,
All others you always outlast;
Drink deep your wine.

Upon you may the sun bright shine,
At your swelling all may now dine;
To you we go
To worship at your holy shrine.
Whether you are kind and benign
Or a storm blow,
Ever shall be faithfully thine
Those who watch your every sign;
Our love will grow.

Thursday, June 7, 2018

Agneyi

The divine daughter of the fire god,
of fire, which is also lightning, and the
sun, wife of the sage's son, mother of
kings. Or perhaps she is wife to the sun,
to the fire god, still mother to many kings.
She is a holy light, a sacred burning to
be worshipped in her own right; she
is purification, transformation, we will be
made new, cleansed and reborn by her. She is
god feminine, through her are we joyfully made.

Tuesday, June 5, 2018

Alpanu

The goddess of the underworld cloaked, nude
But for sandals and jewels, receives bones
And ashes, bodies to be laid out, viewed.

Deep within the darkest of chthonic zones
She dwells and guards the rites of death and life -
Only may we learn when beneath the stones.

Though death comes by age, by rope, or by knife,
Then will she reveal what is not here taught,
Only then will she take the dead as wife.

Though loving her can be with secrets fraught,
Nevertheless we love her, darkest queen;
It is after her all our lives we've sought.

Without life there is no death, this we've seen.
This is a mystery which is plain crude.
Subtler still - death makes life: winter brings green.