God is our divine mother.
She is fierce. She is protective. She is warrior. She is love.
She stands up and is merciful to the brokenhearted and humbles the power hungry to their knees.
She does not ask permission to create but with her words she spoke the world into being. She is a divine poet, a master lyricist.
My feminism takes comfort in this creator: God our mother.
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Words: Jes Kast-Keat
Image: Jim Kast-Keat
Music: Broke For Free
