Lady Litany

O Holy Mother, Lady Infinity,
without existence, beyond nonbeing,
shall we have mercy?
Let us have mercy upon one another.

O Lady, Little Mother, whose names run through us
like a river of wolves, to strange ends.
Shall we be redeemed?
Let us redeem ourselves.

O Grandmother, to whose house we go,
whose hand holds the scissors,
Shall we be saved?
Let us save the world.

In the unspeakable blessing and glory
of this unfinished creation,
Mother of all,
let us save ourselves.

Do not remember, Lady, our arrogance,
nor the arrogance of our forefathers and longmothers .
Shall we be spared vengeance?
Let us not take vengeance.

Can we be forgiven?
Let us forgive the unforgiven.
Let us forget the unforgiveable .
Let us spare all we can for each other.
Let us not remember our anger,
nor cherish our rage as righteousness.
Lady, let us not be angry forever.
Let us love mercy more than justice,
and justice more than revenge.

Let us not become the evil we would oppose.
May we turn away from our engines of death.
Let us realize our better angels;
let us turn from armies of death & darkness
to angels of light & life.

Let us turn our backs on the greed
which tempts us to destroy and maim
every living being in the biosphere.

Let us not commit soul arson in the name of god.
May we honor our own dignity
and that of every other living being.
May we turn our backs on murder.
May we turn our backs on our guns,
our bombs, our gas, on all our killing machines.
May we turn our backs on torture.

Let us not make people less than human,
by training them to torture.
Let us not reduce people into predators,
that pray as they prey.

Let us not assemble armies out of anarchy,
that eat nations from the inside out like cannibal insects.

Spare the blue sky, white clouds, and the all hues of Earth,
good Lady, from our blind wrath
and everlasting stupidity.

Spare us, Good Lady.

From blinded minds,
from pride, vainglory, and hypocrisy,
from envy, hatred and malice,
from false charity, wrong righteousness, and all unkindness of heart.

Good Lady, deliver us.

From deadly lust and unlucky love,
and all the deceits
of the world, the flesh,
and the devil in the details.

Good Lady, deliver us.

From all the consequences of our own actions in the days to come.

Good Lady, bear us.

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This is my latest edit of a poem in progress by the Rt Rev. Dr. Omed.