Preference Of Myth

I'd rather hang with Odin
from Yggdrasill,
upside down
on the world tree
with eye plucked out
for wisdom's gain,
two ravens whispering
all secrets of the world
into my eager ear
than sit within an empty church
waiting for more nothing

I'd rather stand with Mithras
face aglow with laughing grace
my feet awash with cleanse
of steaming blood from sacred bull
bringing life to lifelessness
with sweet and willing sacrifice
than live in fear of retribution
from a mad judgmental god.

I'd rather dance with Pan
listening to his skirling pipes
lift bliss into the hearts of all
and burst green leaves
from bonds of winter cold
awakening the world
with new unfettered life
than live fearful of a demon
made by evil men for my damnation

I'd rather join with Aphrodite
risking her hot jealousy
to plunge within her passion
and thrust new life so deep
into her eager clutching womb
with pounding ecstacy
than spend my life as celibate husk
waiting for imaginary virgins

I'd rather bask in Thoth's reflection
feel the warmth of his protection
fill every corner of my darkness
leaving only endless light
to shine away all ignorance
from my mind and heart
than bear the bleak sterility
of superstitious ignorance
one more lonely instant

Yggdrasil is pronounced egg-Drah-sil or eeg-drah-sel, depending who you talk to!