Goddess Poem

The moonlight is dim,

Casting eerie shadows

Across the shoreline.

The cherry blossoms,

Sway, shiver.

Tiny ripples from the impatient wind,

Rush across the river’s surface.

Our Goddess, Aysel, offers

A prize, an acknowledgement.

“Well done, my daughters.

Our Earth is sacred,

The old man’s promises

Are hidden deceit.

Keep your ears, eyes open,

And dip your toes in the

Magnificent waters.

Beware my warnings…

Our Earth is marvelous,

Thriving with the effort

Of kindness understood,

Shared freely.”

Aysel, stands there,

Naked before the lot of us

To reveal our similarities,

And keep our attention

Under the moonlight,

We bond with her, share

Secrets and stories of

Love affairs, compromising situations,

Worries and fears,

Aysel soothes them,

With gentle fingers, “I’m here, “

She sings, to soothe our souls.

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Note: I am working on a novella series/world building for it and I want to incorporate poetry I've written, in it. I am happy with the concept but if anyone could share any tips  on how to make it more intense / less lame at certain parts, I'm looking for critique. The Goddess does spend time with her people, in a festival-ish way. I'm unsure if I should include that in this poem. I had a daydream that the very first few pages is this poem but longer haha...I think that is me just getting excited though.