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Warrior Goddess
All the poets say Her eyes are gray,

and gleam with light beyond a mortal’s ken.

She never wearies; mortal folk must sleep.

She fights in army’s vanguard—fights in front:

defender of the city and the folk

who make their homes therein: great warrior.

But do not ask Her help without attempt

to move your hands yourself to gain the goal:

She’ll gird you with your armor, give you sword,

and teach (perhaps) you how to use it well.

Your single combat it remains. You must—

unaided in the moment—fight to win.

A victory brings peace, and time to knit,

to spin, crochet, to cross-stitch, weave, and sew.

And in that too, Her gentle hands guide you.

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