God has come to visit me,
I've seen God in my dreams.
I'm not sure what God was,
A man, a woman, a child, a beast.
I do know though that God was there,
In what ever form the spirit took.
For all Gods and Goddesses,
In this world are one in the same.
For are they not all the True Light,
To which we a people try to gain!
True Light, True Spirit, True Being up above,
That's what God is to me,
That's my God above.


I wrote this while sitting in a theology class, 3 hours earlier I was w/ a few wicans talking about thier belifes.
This poem was based on things from both teachings.