You are god
And goddess
Formed
Ever effacing judgment
Of single eyes
No angle
Is the sum of your parts
No center holds you
Brave chins lift
To meet your gaze
Wind showers light
In strands
And petals dark
Mist clings
To your shadows
Birthing worlds
You twist and spin
To a tune all your own
In time
So much longer
Than us
First published in The Galway Review JAN 8, 2025
https://thegalwayreview.com/2025/01/08/amanda-niamh-dawson-three-poems/