Offering

Do I worship the ground on which you walk,
Do I idolise your image,
Do I offer Sacrifice at your altar?

No

I hold tight the pain and joy you give me
Your image becalms me
I have little to give

So I give this one thing
Asking no favour of my Goddess
No benediction, no promises
Nothing in return

One gift I have, hidden long
Tarnished yes, but it is mine
From deep within
My humble gift to you
My Love, my trust
Me

© 2005, Mosquitobyte