Gods and Elves

She is an archivist of the spirit,
cataloguer borne of those bred
to map and dangle
from family trees, having loosed
the mantle others gathered up gladly.

The records she tends,
mental file cards smelling
of musty library drawers marked
in alphabetical sequence,
grasping worn curved brass pulls
on oak boxes labeled Unknowable.

Some may postulate unafraid,
marching front and forward
interfacing with throngs of the disenchanted
fighting demons of doubt and desire
for life to once again prove itself predictable
like the preacher promised

Hellfire and damnation
or heavenly angels singing praises
to the One, which is You,
if only your soul is redeemable.

She is the wee elven one in the back
of the cobweb-strewn bookstore
poring over tomes, gathering bits
of wisdom, tracing archaic paths trod
by those brave enough to question
the face of the gods of man.

10 comments on “Gods and Elves”

  1. Beautiful, Bela. It seems that I am always grasping those curved brass pulls…always wanting to know the unknowable…
    Thank you.

  2. A novel approach. 🙂

  3. You’re such a talent in so many ways, Bela! Love this! Thank-you

  4. Wonderful imagery Bela; I feel I know her, yet have never known of her kind. She sounds a little like some deity’s Personal Assistant, or one who holds so much informed sagacity that they see no purpose in doing more than rarely uttering a word beyond the politely mundane – otherworldly, yet present here in this one. H ❤

  5. This was an excellent tale of the elven lass who is checking tomes for details and to help us all know more, perhaps? Or maybe we are just going to become bewitched by the sorcery she learns in the books… I picture her worrying and caring about others, too. Sweet story and loads of imagination in your fine brain, Bela!!
    Smiles, Robin

    • Robin, thanks as always for your sweet comments. I think there are so many interpretations of the Divine, it’s unfair to pigeonhole the description in an old man in the sky. Furthermore, back in the days of Celtic lore, back before the patriarchy assumed dominion over our world, there was matriarchy and women healers (later burned as witches) who largely had reverence for all of life as sacred. This is mostly what I was thinking about when I wrote this. FMI: Circle of Stones by Duerk is one place to begin. Aloha, and blessings! ❤

  6. I am glad to know more about your motivation for your post, Bela. I sometimes ‘try’ to interpret what the surface meaning may be, but may not always grasp what direction the writer is heading. I don’t always like to read the comments until I write my own thoughts down. I feel our God is a universal God who may be non-sexual or like Mother Nature, female. I like to think of the ‘smiting’ God who is so ‘mean’ in the Old Testament to be an illusion created by men, though. Smiles and muchas gracias!


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