INANNA

Tiny and fearless, a lifeless black stray Last bought with death arose Strength came into the day She held firm, but death was close Given no nourishment or love By the one who gave her life Sensed that death was nearly enough Gave her the strength to fight I found her, as she was wilting away Grabber her, held her to my breast She felt my warmth, the rhythm of my chest I asked the gods to save my Queen, chanting a sarinae... I will forever love you, Inanna, to my very last day.