I. II.
ephemeral
I.
would I be so destined as they
had perched within the thicket bay
of Herme's heels delight their flight
or spinning wheels of Circe's plight
of sea-born gods and jealousy
II.
goddess born or not I'll find
islet of a sacred kind
there I'll dwell until the end
when gods from heaven will ascend
until I find you Oh kin of Apollo!
my marriage to this life will follow
again, again I'll seek the truth
my future god-like attributes
I'll close my eyes now just to dream
of all the things I've never been...
n'rae
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