A Lokean Devotional Poem
cave
I left the door open
the wind and the rain
called me out from my retreat
in the middle of the storm, Loki
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he sat beside her grave
playing his old guitar
like he’d done this for her countless times before
black hat, black boots
marigold flowers
devotion never dies
“You’re worrying too much. Please stop. Enjoy this time. There is adequate rest, food, shelter, and story. What more could you ask for, dear love? The work is just this,” Loki says as the wind whips my hair around my face and the raven flies overhead.
“The colors of this season are so lovely. The colors are your colors, Loki.”
He smiles, knowing he has my heart now.
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“I met a shapeshifting spider,” I tell Loki.
“She changes color and strategizes movement naturally. She survives by all opportunities of self,” he shares, enjoying her with me.
It’s like tossing salt at the sea
to cry for you
my lovely
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“Thank you for being with me.”
I squirm in my seat, waiting to be called on.
“Always,” Loki says fiercely, his hands on my shoulders.
my love
pour me out
swallow me down
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“I am not that smart,” I tell him, tears stinging hot from my eyes.
“What are you measuring by?” Loki asks.
“Other people’s minds. Mine works differently. I see things simplified.”
“That’s why what you write is consumable. Complex ideas, alchemized into simple reflections of you, a mortal, and I, a god.”
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“You are learning responsibility in your life, while I am responsible,” Loki explains.
I see, in my mind’s eye, Ragnarök and understand that Loki is capable of immense responsibility. My mortal lesson is to learn how to hold responsibility without believing I must hold it all. I am learning to carry what is mine, and not the measure of his responsibility. I am learning that my humanness is both a boundary and a protection.