For You I sing
Eos,
As You arrive in chariot with wings
Flying over the river, Okeanos,
Your horse
Painted by Golden Light,
Dispersing the mist of the night
Still vague as curtain at that horizon,
Over those structures standing sleepy quiet,
For You I sing
Hemera bright,
As You arrive
Like a legend quite,
Transmuting dews of the night
To diamonds with carats never measured by metered light,
For You I sing
Eos
Sweeping the land, oceans, sky,
With winged poesy as You arrive,
In forms of marvellous lines,
Written a myth like,
Of Hyperion and Theia,
Of Tithonos,
Of winged Golden Horse,
For You I sing
Eos.
Thursday, December 5, 2013
Eos,
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