Friday, April 19, 2019

Black Trans Woman is GOD


Your feminine presence in the room (Shekhinah)
Hovers over the mind of each soul
Accompanied by our fears,
Also by my reverence and awe.

For the many, you are a mythical creature
Who, in the contradiction of
Your living, breathing presence,
The mob seeks to kill.

You wear a garment of great earthly beauty.
We claim to have your hidden places,
Your covered parts, Your Mystery,
Within our callused hands.

Like a verse of holy scripture used as a knife,
We cut your wholeness into pieces.

We consume the male and female broken like bread,
Along with your blood in this cup.

Blood is poured out for the many
For the forgiveness of sins. 

--ENOUGH!--
[El Shaddai] is our G-d.
[El Shaddai] is one.

A Holy Name: “G-d Almighty,”
“Big Breasted One.” “All Sufficient One.”
Assigned male at birth
In the beginning with the word.

You dwell in thick darkness, in your skin
Arafel, dark cloud, of the Hebrew sort, 1 Kings 8.
Your name, to me, means “innocent” or “lamb”
And when I touched your hand, it was soft.

Lamb, You are Sufficient.
You are God-With-Us.
The Incarnation.
The Black Trans Woman is God



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[Note: This poem was inspired by an activist I met some years ago. I’m also taking a Hebrew class learning letters, the root meaning of words, and their gendered forms. The Shekhinah (the presence of God in the world) and El Shaddai are Hebrew words for God in the feminine form.]