your shrine is crowned go shout herald the words of your dawning

 Dear Reader,


Inanna, here I celebrate all you bring to us, all the humanity!

we are eternally grateful for your gift of LOVE! 

you blessed LOVE upon us like the light of the dawning sun

here I gift to you a nude (environmentally conscious) and a poem,

among with the beer I drink!

your favorite drink!


magnify small wins of light shining

in your small yet mighty but humble soul trembling

under the rind of massive weight of ego dying

let your soul fly with love along with the imaginary butterfly in your small cell blushing

yet grip the earth with your hopeful feet to break down the binding

your shrine is crowned go shout herald the words of your dawning

                                                                    King H. Ironson



(Painting: The Water Nymph 1908 - Herbert James Draper (1863-1920))


NOTE: will write soon !

LUCK
GRIP
GUCK
LRIP
PUCK
KRIP
PUCK
GRIP
LUCK
GRIP
GRIP
LUCK




                                                                                  


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