The God I Know
If only you could see the god I do,
See the way he shines with the radiance of the sun
And the kindness of its warmth in spring
Maybe then you would understand why
I have chosen to follow the path he has
Laid before me and asked me to walk down.
He laid a mantle before me and asked me,
His voice gentle and his eyes kind,
If I would be his priest, his friend.
I told him yes and the work began,
and then he showed me where to start.
He showed me people all mixed up,
Unable to find a place to call their own,
Hated simply for loving him.
They found themselves hated for their worship,
Because all anyone else saw in that choice
Was a choice to honor cruelty and hatred.
They saw Him as a coward; a cruel devil
Who deceived his way into the ranks of the gods
Only to murder the one they most beloved.
They tried to paint him as a figment,
A scholarly invention of a terrific villain,
And failed to read between the lines.
It is between the lines that I found this god,
The god whose friendship I cherish,
Whose path I walk with love and pride.
Loki lives in the in-between places,
Swims through the liminal as he shifts
Shape into the forms he holds dear.
In those liminal spaces, I see Him,
Caught between life and death,
Magnifying all opposites.
He is the laughter through tears,
The sanity in madness, the clarity
In confusion, the order in chaos
And everything in reverse.
He has many names and many sides,
And he brings many gifts to those
Who dare to walk beside him.
He shows me who I am and
Where I am going and why I matter
And reminds me how to be human.
He is the one who asked me to build,
And so I built a shelter for those who
Needed a place they could call home.
A place they could escape the judging eyes
Of those who refused to see Loki except
Through the lenses of hatred and fear.
I tried to build a refuge for those who
Needed a space to just be themselves,
To just breathe without fear.
Even now, that such space exists,
I know my work is not done –
It may never be done.
Because there is too much hatred,
Too much pride, and too much fear
In the eyes of those who hate a god.
They hate a god they do not know,
Make assumptions they cannot prove,
And criticize those who dare to trust Loki.
Few gods inspire as much fear as Loki
Which is ironic considering how much love
He holds for all of those who come to him.
He is one of the gods closest to people,
One that understands humans better
Than some of the other gods I know.
He has more patience and love than
I can ever express, and he is willing
To wait for a person to learn to trust.
Those who come to Loki, who really
See him, know that he is a god of self-truth,
And that he will not let you lie to yourself.
There are people who cannot abide that,
Who would delude themselves instead of
Face themselves – these are not Loki’s people.
Loki’s people are full of love and passion,
A zest for life that cannot be matched, and
A fire that burns for truth and revelation.
We are the spark that lights the match,
That sets the wheels in motion, that keeps
The world turning around us.
We take our inspiration from the world,
Even as the world tries to break us down,
And we keep rebuilding, hoping that,
One day, people will stop knocking us down.
Hoping that, one day, people will see
The Loki that we see. The Loki that
We have all come to love.
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In tears. Thank you!
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