A Goddess Caught Between
Just a fun mystical poem, a food for thought type poem.
The mortal world cold and cruel , while all those within the realm of gods play their games , throwing their dice and cast down their cards continuing to play the game of life itself, while the mere mortal state suffers.
Yet through every game they play, there is a women that watches them but she looks down at the planets below their realm of mystery, as she watches how the gods games create destruction, her only hope is to ease the pain upon the mortal worlds.
But many do not hear, feel or see her . She is like the mists of time itself, a mirror of what was once real to what is now illusion, the gods may cast down their cards and throw their dice to busy in their games, but it is her that shields the mortals from their wrath , for the mirror she stands by reflects most magic back upon the gods , a mirror she has enveloped upon the worlds of mortals, but even she can not control it all this magic from the gods games and some within the worlds of mortal state suffer that castings of games drawn up of life.
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