The God Of My Goddess

The old gods and their slaves I’ve deserted ;
    The new gods I’ve shunned at first sight ;
And my god is the god of the goddess
    That presides at my feast of delight.
But once, when the dark moment lingered,
    I questioned the god she adores ;
To his throne I implored her to lead me,
    And, behold! I’m the god she implores.


From Myrtle and Myrrh (The Gorham Press, 1905) by Ameen Rihani. This poem is in the public domain.