I was sold a dream, a fantasy, an illusion.
A trick, painted to look pretty.
A seductive pull away from reality.
But
slowly
my eyes began to open.
I wore the dresses, put on the tiara, yet blood would always drip down my legs. stain my skirts, expose my hurt, my human thirst.
I…
Ignored the fact,
I didn’t need to earn the crown.
I tried as hard as I could to silence the unrelenting wilderness inside of me…
But alas
I cannot be the obedient one.
I cannot dissolve myself into any other.
I can never relinquish my devotion to myself.
Everything must die to live.
But not everything must chop off its truth in exchange for what never fills.
I do not need to be seen and understood for what I truly am.
My purpose is not to be perceived.
So,
Inanna will not make the wild maiden leave the Huluppu Tree
Instead they fall in love.
They teach each other.
I will worship the snake who could not be charmed, never fear it.
I will learn to fly from the bird, each feather an oracle.
I offer up every story, every programmed belief
That is taking me away from loves true face.
This is my sacrifice.
I will not chop down what I have grown.
I will worship the wild, the unknown.
I will never sacrifice the low hum
of true human need.
The Huluppuu Tree, Shall Teach Me.
Lilith Doesn’t Have To Leave.
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