A Pagan Devotional

Buttprints in the Sand
One night I had a wondrous dream, One set of footprints there was seen,The footprints of the Goddess they were, But mine were not along the shore. But then some stranger prints appeared,and I asked Her, "What have we here? These prints are large and round and neat,But much too big to be from feet.""My child," She said in somber tones, "For miles I carried you alone. I challenged you to walk in faith, But you refused and made me wait." "You would not learn, you would not grow,The walk of faith, you would not know, So I got tired, I got fed up, And there I dropped you on your butt."Because in life, there comes a time, When one must fight, and one must climb, When one must rise and take a stand, Or leave their butt prints in the sand."
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