Poetry and Prayer Grotto

And I Lounged and Lay on Their Beds (For Qadesh)
When I went to that house of pleasure
I didn’t stay in the front rooms where they celebrate,
with some decorum, the accepted modes of love.

I went into the secret rooms
and lounged and lay on their beds.

I went into the secret rooms
considered shameful even to name.
But not shameful to me -because if they were,
what kind of poet, what kind of artist would I be?
I’d rather be an ascetic. That would be more in keeping,
much more in keeping with my poetry,
than for me to find pleasure in the commonplace rooms.
Constantine P. Cavafy

A prayer based on my CotD, Witch of Earth (Inanna).
“O Holy Inanna,
before whom stars and trees do bow
and for whom Earth unlocks Her gates;
align us with natural forces
that we may make fertile magic
to bring our glorious planet
back to full greenness.
Blessed be.”
By James Wells

My poem for Ishtar (VII Chariot)

To be influenced by the morning and evening star. The Lightbringer. Healer. It is your personality and soul in the tarot. Doubled. All duality is harnessed here.