And I swear to you, God is a woman


Since nothing is as astonishing
a universe thus designed
and beauty made paramount
Love lifted toward divine


So God is a woman, a mother to birth us all
yet like most mothers
who perish at the thought
will relinquish the needy virulent babe
turn her back like stones : a wailing wall
remembering our better days

tough love can spurn
but does return
we are family after all

born not made
to rise not fall
all that mother gave
this which love has saved.


Peace be with you
and Namaste.