God is A Woman

 

I am the President of the mortals

I have the powers

of breathing life into the dead

raising up the fallen trees.

I produce the midday shadow

lengthening to depleted forests

defying the scientific theories -

I paused here , capped my pen

came up to mirror

and smiled at my smiling shadow:

 

What's wrong if I replace the almighty

the Omniscient, Omnipotent!

Should God always be a male

and who is God's wife?

If saints write about God's family

and make him only a Male

I too wield the pen

WOMAN is God

-Not Goddess-

she who creates life is God.

 

I am a mother

I have given suck

I have mothered worries

miseries and all triumphant joys:

So here is the logic for you.

 I am the President of mortals:

Of course my mortality

may be questioned.

 

I returned from the mirror

and uncapped my pen.

Sabita Sahu

 

Space and Earth

Floating in outer space

I see the earth planets moving

In variance beyond imagination

The earth is only a deflated ball

I watch it move elliptically

Feeling earthless for a lifetime.

 

But when I move on the earth

Knowing my routine rounds

I don’t see anything beyond the sky

Sun moon and stars:

Are they not for us

They only taunt our errors

Mock us when we slip on muddy floors

Why do I then waste youthful nights

Waiting for the stars, the lonely star

 to fall on my lap

renew my long-abandoned love

in the silent feelings?

 

The Earth is not space

Life is no grace

I am a mere animal

Walking on two legs

Leaving the hands

to fold in prayer.

Sabita Sahu