I invoke you, Polyhymnia, Aengus, Brigid
As I call upon the spirits,
The protectors, the caregivers
Of the planet, I love so dearly.
Those who govern over it
As part of their psyche, their soul, their duty.
I wish for you to communicate to them, connect to them
As I give them praise and respect, love, and admiration,
Dedication and worship. Those who I invoke as
I spend my days on this plane
Trying to hear their messages,
Their words, living in their image
I invoke you to grant a blessing to this poem and to provide a means
Of inspiration and communication
I breathe in
the air in which you govern over
on this chilly, winter night.
Shining your bright full glow
over the world below,
reflecting the water to
sparkle in iridescence
I try to live as you would
Strong, unwavering, powerful.
I appear before you as a follower, a worshipper.
I know you wish to call out to me,
Appearing as the cards shuffle,
Day after day, Night after night,
Appearing always. I always
anticipate you, wishing to hear from you.
I am thankfully never disappointed as your card appears
Out of the deck. To those that read it, it represents chaos,
disorder, change, uncertainty, illusion.
But to me, it’s reassurance, care, protection, thankfulness
That you would even wish to hear from me, to talk to me.
I ask for your power, your strength in these trying times.
Attacks, slander, death, destruction seem to follow us,
everywhere we go.
To achieve sustainability, to achieve our goals
Of a better planet, of a better world.
We need the justice you have provided.
We will not, cannot achieve your domain’s protection
without you and your siblings’ justice.
Our bodies, our hearts, our minds, our souls.
They are just as much as part of your nature, your wilderness,
Your wildness as we are not separate from you.
We are part of you
Whether man wishes to acknowledge
Your presence or not.
Their efforts to
Discredit
Demonize
Depower
Destroy
Have not succeeded.
The cycle never stops, ever-growing,
Ever-changing.
Changed by nature’s whims
Changed by organisms’ whims
Changed by animals’ whims
Changed by mammals’ whims
Changed by humans’ whims
The seasons will change,
From one to another
But, how they change is
Up to nature, to us
Will the snow continue into June?
Will the heat waves creep up
Further and further and further?
Will this truly incredible transformation
Cease to exist, leaving behind
Monotony and uniformity and conformity
And further control, suffocating us
Deeper into bodies assigned to us at
Birth. Ones in which we should
Be able to explore ourselves
In freedom and expression.
Will we subject ourselves to control
Once more?
Will we be forced back into a pantomime,
Into a circus performance, become a cautionary tale?
Will we go the way of the wolf,
Feared and hunted until controlled and domesticated
Into obedience, submission, eternal companionship,
not allowed out our own freedom or agency?
Our love,
Our freedom,
Our confidence
Our expression
Scares them.
Unknown, Uncontrollable, Unstoppable
We are the wolves, the owls, the vultures, the ravens.
The night creatures that come out of twilight,
A liminal paradise for those that don’t
want exposure, outed in the reveal of the sun’s light, saddening the bright lordship
Of the unashamed, non-conforming sun god, your twin in power,
who wishes to embrace all of us as his own.
Maybe, the shapeshifters have it right
The werewolves whose relation to
The wolf has changed with understanding,
Whose fear and transformation have matched our own
Sometimes blessed, but still feared
You are still invoked and called upon, whether conscious or not.
It is not blasphemy or damnation, but a divine embrace.
The earth is egalitarian, validating all people, no matter their creed, race, gender, socioeconomic status,
gender identity, sexual orientation, veteran status, disability status, national origin.
Remembering that returns us to a state in which to save the planet, help you.
Our earthly community encompasses all as you believe, as your siblings believe.
Their spirits have not been lost.
We wish to lose a part of ourselves
in intoxication, becoming free of society’s constraints
Just as the followers of the Cult of Dionysus did, that worship is still found in safe spaces
For us demonized and marginalized,
The ones you swore to protect, to defend,
just as I will do for you now.
I will use my confidence, my brain, my body, my inner strength, my outer strength
As weapons in your name
when I cannot find one to use
to defend our right to live as free as we hope to, in a world
Of tolerance and acceptance towards our fellow humans,
Towards our fellow creatures, our genetic brothers, sisters, and siblings,
And towards our planet, our provider, our guardian, our nurturer,
in all the capacities you all represent.
I thank you if you have listened to this dedication, to this prayer, to this call,
As I try to speak to you as you have spoken to me
