What do you see in me? Amber and gold, sunlight and arrows, life and death. How do you see me? Dazzling, aflame, glorious. Who do you want to love? You as you are, the goldenhaired son of Zeus. What will you give me? Me, as I am, however little that is. Mortality is frail- yetContinue reading “What and how”
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Death has the face
Death follows you,She said.Death hovers over you,She said.Death has the faceOf Apollo. You know nothing,He sighed.How can you know,He sighed,You are nothingBut a jealous woman. Apollo brings death,She said.His arrows hurt,She said.You shall run madBecause of him. You know nothing,He said.Poisonous are your words,He said.You never wereBeloved by a god. Oh but I was,She said.WayContinue reading “Death has the face”
Into the Unknown 