I am the world tree
I am the woman, my branches reaching
I am the ser­pent, entwined
This is a story ancient and common
My roots reach around a globe
I feel all and know all
I am light and desire
And I cre­ated the earth
I shed my self and the woman remembers
I stroke the tree bark and it reminds me
Dia­mond-skin and innocence
The snake slith­ers my length and it awakens me
Tremors and earth-shud­ders, gentle and huge
Some tell that she stole from me
Others that I gifted a dreamtime,
Rain­bow spark­ling. Some that I tempted,
Seduct­ive, know­ing, a wicked­ness in my glint.
All the tales are true.