I have lately acquired, but not yet read, the somewhat controversial book of theology by Elizabeth A. Johnson that bears the same title of this poem. I anticipate being challenged and edified by Johnson's important work.




She Who Is

The worship of a Woman God

is rankest blasphemy

according to the mitred squad

that guards Divinity.

 

But when they bid me kneel ("you must!")

to figures male and white,

my foremost feeling is disgust

with a touch of childish fright.

 

God is not gendered, fem. or masc.,

that much they will concede;

but call Her "she" and see how fast

they'll launch a bitter screed!

 

I'm sorry, but I've had enough

of Scowling Old Greybeard:

a potentate who can't be loved

but only meekly feared.

 

My Sovereign Queen, my Joy, my Song,

forever may You reign!

For years and years, I have been wrong:

please pardon my disdain.

 

My Life, my Light, my Saving Grace,

I gladly bow my head;

with grateful lips, I kiss the trace

of Your exultant tread.

 

I praise you, Wisdom, bold and sweet,

compassionate and fierce:

there's peace and solace at Your feet;

I shower them with tears.





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Coo & Co The PoetBay support member heart!
This is very interesting, Tommo, and a lot of fun too. All at Coo & Co appreciate the rhymes and slant rhymes, as well as the well-wrought rhythm. We hope you'll enjoy your new book :>)
2020-12-31


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Her name is Asherah - can be found In The Book Of Kings, Thomas.
Ken D
2020-12-31