"My Religion"

They sneer: what are you doing?

Listen dear, let me tell you a story...

It didn't start with Adam

It began with Lilith

The First Queen of the Universe

The One who said "no"

The creature of Gaia

Daughter of Mother Earth

She wasn't made from a rib

but from Love

Like Her brothers and sisters

The two-legged and the four-legged

Those who dwell upon the Land

Those who frolic in the Water

The winged riders of the Wind

She is a child of the Stars

Dust to dust

As above so below

She was born from Gaia's Womb and

Knew the Sublime she held in her own

The Holy Body of Women

Lilith refused to surrender her Soul

Thus sanctified for us all her

Divine Energy

From this, let me tell you...

My church has no doors

My altar lays on my skin

My prayers chant with the rustle of leaves

I worship the Moon, the Sun and all Cosmic Bodies

The Powers of Land, Water, Air and Blood

Magic

I honor and respect my siblings

Those who crawl, stand, fly, buzz, glide and swim

I adore my Mothers, Sisters, daughters

Our breasts sacred shrines

Our hair hallowed rosaries

The contraction of our Uterus, our gospel

We wrote our Scriptures with the ashes of the Witches you burnt

And still write with the blood of those you rape

The miracle resides in our resiliency

Our arms always open

Our bellies still carry

My Religion is my potency

From my bosom your Gods fed

Magic flows through directly from the Universe

to my veins

I am nothing but a speck of dust

Yet

The Universe was made for me

As I amble into the Forest,

embracing trees, talking to crows

My hands dirty

Nails covered in soil

My dear, I answer, this is my religion

And I am dancing to the Rythm of the Song of Life.