Dia-mater

From the ether I fell, the Creator,

Goddess-Mother, Tiamat, Demeter

(infinity of diameters

connecting all opposites,

defining the full circle, center and edge.)

(The sun is a fire I set in the Void

in the old days, a toy.)

I fell, as the moon falls into dark,

as day falls into night,

as summer falls into winter,

as girls fall into wombanhood,

as life falls into death.

I fell embracing form: I became

creation, harmony, ecology:

earthing My power.

From the bright heaven of possibility,

in My wisdom,

I dived into the darkness,

interweaving all reality.

Centered in Me, rooted in Me,

all creation takes form and energy.

I Am the ground of all being,

and you feel My grounding

beneath your feet:

creating, sustaining, destroying.

For those who open the door within

I Am there as guide, challenging, co-evolving.

You thrive celebrating My generous beauty,

unless you cut yourselves off from your roots

with Marduk's sword of fears,

believing the wind of lies from Marduk's throat,

make-believing you have created the world!

© Tamara Rasmussen 2018