OUT of THE MOUTHS of BABES

…walk gods and avatars.

I see her, among the many

tiptoeing over the starry fields above

whilst queenly along the rushy riverside

in the palaces of Thoth, Seth

and her cosmic sibling kindred

scattered planet-wide,

 like wind-blown thistledown,

spangled shafts of light

in mountain fastenesses,

across the plains and deserts,

entrenched in forest or wilderness

there they arise, lornly, distinct

whether beloved or ostracized

on a sacred mission -

often uncomprehended

for untold millenia.

Sky emissaries from we know not whence or when 

- forgotten or gotten skewed

In the telling and ascribing.