"Invincible Goddess of the White Parasol"
 Which protects all from harm.
 Her major arms carry the discus and lasso.
 The rest hold the sword, umbrella,
 Bow, arrow, bell and thunderbolt.


I used to live in fear
That at some point I'd become
So cosmically wonderful
I'd lose all interest
In everything I value now.

A man's life is written
Never in the name of heaven
Nor in his hell.

Worship is a substitute for doing.
Belief is a substitute for knowing.
Prayer is a substitute for being.

Sometimes I receive
Or manifest beautiful images
I despair of painting or writing down
Like a lady all in purple with a shawl
And blue umbrella.

 
© Brian Salisbury
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