The goddess

A day with thunder and heavy rain
A noble child was born with a great pain
She was a baby girl with sparkling eyes
The animals, trees and even little flies
Bowed and showed her great respect
As they knew the goddess with no suspect

The rain stopped and the flowers bloomed
The birds sang and the squirrels peeped
Some from hollows and some from holes

The little child was the great goddess
Of all the planets and all the creators
She is the head of powers
Of all the hours
The great goddess of all the time
Will lead the world with all the pride