Inanna
queen of heaven, lady of the morning star
fireInanna descended through seven gates into the underworld, shedding a garment at each until she stood naked before death; to dream of her is to be asked what you will surrender to become who you truly are.
Fragments
At dusk she is the first light to prick the dark, and at dawn the last to fade; sailors and lovers alike steer their nights by her patient burning.
She dresses for war as a bride dresses for love, painting her eyes with the paint called Let-Him-Come, and no lock in earth or heaven can hold against her wanting.
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