Lady of the Animals
I Saw you once.
In my dreams.
Before I knew your name.
I was at a Golf Course Green
Near where I grew up.
I played there as a child.
I saw your head emerging.
From the sand trap on the green.
Ascending up
As made by some
Prehistoric substance.
Colors of the sand, earth, and primordial statues
Of antiquity.
You looked at me.
Turned and then.
As a fast wind
Ran up Canoga Ave
Up towards Mulholland
And the youthful
Santa Monica Mountains.
With you were many wild animals.
Lions, bears, horses, raccoons, tigers
Skunks, opossums, and elephants.
All the wild animals and you
Ran so amazingly fast away towards
The mountains.
I now finally know your name…
Potnia Theron.
“Lady of the wild things.”
Artemis…
Ancient a time long ago 600 BC.
I call upon you for your wisdom.
I love your wild things.
I want to run with you.
I also call upon your protection.
From those who
Condemn the wild animals.
And my love for them
And you.
Be with us.
The wild things and me.
I ask for a swift
And vigorous justice
TO be heard, seen
As innocent.
Oh, my Powerful…
Potnia Theron
