Gods
Goddesses
Sermons and prayers
Tales and myths
And all these infinite
Creative ways
Of presenting
Reflecting
And guiding us into
The great mystery of
Our divine existence.
Though I am not imune
To being human
I have found peace
For I have tasted
The bittersweetness
Of intimate death
And remembered
The meaning of life
I have experienced
The hardships
Of a shattered heart
And yet recovered
The joy of loving
I have strayed
From the path
Chose wrong turns
Met dead ends
I have got lost
In forests of deceit
Only to find myself
In much better versions
Of my own script
No, I am not imune
To being human
But I have found peace
For I have opened
The gates of love
And let divinity
Guide me back home.