| By brian francis Asherah, long has your name been bound Josiah’s rage defiled you, hid you in the dust Unknown yet still they pray to you for gifts Your name still hidden your power yet given Asherah, Mother of all things seen from the heavens Blesser of woman and the fertile seasons of love Wife of devotion and protection of Him who is Mother of creation’s toil, witness to the light Asherah, Lady of the seas to some, also lost Progenitor of all that is and too of all that isn’t Drawn from the memories of stone we find you On shards your name rings among the highest Asherah, we when in passions embrace worship you And strive to be worthy of your gifts for life Asherah, I call out your name to witness your beauty To one day hold your gift and honoring you raise it up Copyright ©2020 brian francis |
Queen of Heaven
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