Daughter Of The Moon
by Jerry Langdon, 2018
She was the daughter of the moon.
She was desire, she was fertility.
She was birth, she was beauty.
She was Goddess, She was Queen.
She was the brightest light seen.
Inanna daughter of the moon.
She heard from land of the dead
Her sister wished to wed.
So she took to world of Nether
With heart light as a feather.
Inanna daughter of the moon.
As she decended all trees wept
As she departed all plants slept.
Every man slept alone without lust.
Every woman slept alone growing dust.
Bereft the daughter of the moon.
Her journey stopped at the Nether Gate.
'Twas upon her demanded she must wait.
Whilst the world above slept.
Whilst the forests wept.
Bereft the daughter of the moon.
when her passage was allowed
She was first encrowned.
As she followed with question
Echoed 'tis The Nether's restiction.
As she was lead to the next gate
'Twas upon her demanded she must wait.
Whilst the world above slept.
Whilst the desirelessness crept.
Bereft the daughter of the moon.
Again she was stripped of her treasures.
She was rendered naked of her pleasures.
As she followed with question
Echoed 'tis The Nether's restiction.
Inanna daughter of the moon.
So went on through Seven gates
Whilst the Goddess waits.
Stripped to bare skin
Exposing all but what lies within.
Inanna daughter of the moon.
As she stood for her beloved sister
The meeting turned sinister.
Ordered to be thrown in chains.
Ordered to be administered sixty pains.
Sixty diseases given the daughter of the moon.
Long she was held in exile
In plague and pain to while.
'Til she was broken
Dark promises spoken.
Inanna daughter of the moon.
So she was lead back through Seven gates.
Whilst her freedom waits.
Whilst the world above slept.
Whilst the desirelessness crept.
Mourning the daughter of the moon.
All her treasure were returned
Whilst her loins burned.
Whilst the world above slept.
Whilst the forests wept.
For Inanna daughter of the moon.
Her return was a vernal rebirth
That awakened the earth.
Desire again burned
As she finally returned.
Inanna daughter of the moon
Men no longer slept without lust.
No woman slept growing dust.
But she was no longer clean.
Venereal darkness joined the scene.
Brought by the daughter of the moon.
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