Wise Priestess Of Love

Wise Priestess Of Love
© Surazeus
2024 04 29

I like to hear the wise priestess of love 
from Enhuduanna to Taylor Swift 
sing tales about quality of bold soul 
which men perform when they guard her with love 
that stirs heart of the feminine divine 
with compassion to generate new life. 

Amen sits on the flat-top pyramid 
beneath four-pillared shelter that Ptah built, 
and offers drink and food to wanderers 
who listen as she sings enchanting hymn 
that depicts in clear visionary verse 
creation of our world from words of light. 

Inanna climbs stairs of Eanna Temple 
with large pet lion striding at her side, 
then peers into diamond sphere polished smooth 
to observe people in maze of Uruk 
who weep for death of her husband Dumuzid 
who sacrificed himself to save her life. 

Enheduanna opens arms in prayer 
before her father Sargon in feast hall 
to praise him as wise leader in the flesh 
descended from Moon God Nanna to reign 
with wisdom over cities of Akkad 
united under scepter of his power. 

Ishtar strums Lyre in Temple of Asshur 
that shimmers with lamps under the full moon, 
and sings Creation of the Universe 
to thousands of people gathered at midnight 
who drink wine brewed with honey and mushrooms 
while Tammuz stands guard with Wand of Shamash. 

Saraswati sits on stone by clear river 
where swans glide in pools as pink lilies bloom, 
and strums strings of the Veena with deft fingers 
while her husband Abrahma chants the Vedas, 
then slays Vritra, snake demon of drought, 
so water of life flows in fields of wheat. 

Athena wields hammer in temple forge 
that glows on top rocky outcrop Cecropia, 
teaching her son Erichthonius how 
to forge sword and grail from gold meteor 
that fell blazing bright from the Milky Way, 
while her brother Apollo plays the lyre. 

Kwan Yin meditates on pink lotus bloom, 
wise daughter of Avalokitesvara, 
whose pure heart perceives true sounds of the world 
on Lake of Bliss in land of Sukhavati 
while chanting verses of the Lotus Sutra 
with mercy for ten thousand sentient beings. 

Minerva rides Pegasus from walled fort 
to tend olive groves on Esquiline Hill, 
but back home she finds her husband Neptune 
kissing Medusa in their temple home, 
so she plays boxwood flute with broken heart 
and sings men must be faithful to their wives. 

Sequana rides boat to Lutetia Island, 
then rides on white hart Cernunnos leads 
to apple grove where Esus son of Iovis 
roasts beef steak on altar of sacrifice, 
so she sits on throne in grand temple hall 
where they feast and watch tale of Lucifer. 

Britannia rides wagon of six white horses 
from castle of Sarum on hill of oaks 
to temple built on pillars of Stonehenge 
where she presides at Beltane Festival 
as Fairy Queen for Isle of Avalon 
to play harp and sing history of the Earth. 

Onatah ascends flat-top pyramid 
after reviewing fields of golden corn, 
then, wearing feather headdress and long robe, 
stands before her tribe in feasting hall 
and chants Creation of the Universe 
while Hawenneyu plays heart-haunting flute. 

Every woman in history of the Earth 
who gazes up at sparkling stars of heaven, 
and sees transcendent vision of our world, 
translates insight of her analysis 
to songs that inspire our befuddled hearts 
with sacred tales of compassionate love. 

I hear their voices ringing in the stars, 
and feel their spirits in wind of the sea 
filling my body with soul of the sky 
so words of their songs inspire me with faith 
to protect sapient woman I adore 
who generates new life from our shared love.