My last poem here was a coming out poem…
About coming out as a trans-gender woman. This one is about accepting that I am what the divine planned.
The Hummingbird Moth
I have just seen the master of disguise
A moth that thought it was a hummingbird,
Hovering at blooms lapping up the Gods own nectar.
And I thought this is me, an imposter at the feast.
Then I heard a laugh on the breeze full of wry humour
And the questioning words in my mind
Does the moth think she is an imposter?
Does she fly around all day wishing she was a bird?
Then I realised that even as a moth I have a place
At the table of diversity
I realised the one inescapable truth
And that is
Sarah Courtney Dean: I am a poet and my poetry is part and parcel of my spiritual tradition. I am a Druid and a seer and also a member of the Order of Bards, Ovates, and Druids. I live in the UK in the beautiful county of Dorset. My poetry is inspired by nature in all its forms especially by the progress of the seasons and how the Goddess is seen in them. I am single by choice and live with a ginger and white cat by the name of Rowan who as all cats are prone to rules the roost. You can find me on facebook here and on my page here.
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