born a poem to an Owl Goddess #NaPoWriMo Day One

what it was is 
the image there 
before words 
idea door or window 
my eyes, how they do begin 
a beg of in, wanting to be nose 
do they know to lie back 
pick up wear, scent 

Lakshmi born, purity of rain 
a sway birth 
stole back 
ill gotten gain 
adharmic geometries 

prey blind selves 

wisdom, she said 
the purest immutable 
though seldom traded enough 
to salve the ways we stay apart 
stay humble, have heart 

Mother Lakshmi 
Earth owl Mama wolf 
ant hills and ravines 
clung under hoof 
root wearing 
quiet ferocity 
vigil night fed 
milk in need 
keeping watch She prays  
for those who choose 

love less 
despite born 
being a heart full of it 
'love as apathy was'
another of her favorite restaurants 
She would 
say with my name too 
bitten on your lips 

EJR © 

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