We Dancing Wood Divas

The Buddha thought that Gods, while transcendent, were all the same no different from us, desirous, foolish, and mortal.

We Dancing Wood Divas

Would we were wood carved divas
  Who dance on transcendent planes
We’d love as glow lights, me and you
  And have no care for shame

Could we be wood carved divas
  We’d be a kind but not the same
For caste within our classes we
  Can know of fire yet make no flame

For like Brahmanic Gods we’re fixed
  Our ways are set, I cannot rove
Including that, broke-hearted I
  Have sworn another’s love

PS: Yes this is a re-rite of something posted last Spring. The original has been deleted.