Once in my confusion, No solace could I find.
I looked to my friends but rebuff was in their minds.
I turned once more to logic, if I could understand.
Why was right not always the winner, who leads the hearts of man.
I shouted to the heavens, "Great Goddess, in all your Glory
Are you really real or is my life based on a story?"
"Why am I last in most everything, Why am I so poor?
When will the wheel of Karma turn and positive energies find my door?
Steam and Mist rose from my face, as the many tears there poured.
My heart was hurt and broken, my soul was damaged and sore
I felt so alone and unwanted, a fool who'd been unveiled
Then I saw the Great White Stag, as through my yard He sailed
He turned at the edge of the yard, and gazed into my eyes
Away faded fears, doubts and the wondering if it was all lies
And at that very moment, my heart gave out a shout!
For I live within a city, no deers here to come out
He looked into my soul and my spirit took to flight,
Confusion, doubt, depression, soon hurried out of sight
Then away from me He trotted, yet the wind proclaimed forth
"REMEMBER THOU ART GODDESS!"
and have you touched The Source!