Olympus

Olympus

Which goddess is she,

Sashaying before my eyes,

Draped in mortal form?

Despite donning her fair disguise,

Her divinity radiates,

Overwhelming my every sense

 

What dream did swift Mercury snatch?

What supplication of sweet desire,

Was flung to the universe from my soul’s depths?

What mischevious deities,

Wove her into my life’s tapestry,

With golden threads?

 

For I am swept on an Olympic oddysey,

Soaring on mighty eagle’s wings,

I have been given a lion’s roar,

Hercules’ unswerving courage,

To prove my worth in her presence.

 

While my base heart quails,

At the peril laid ahead,

I am her eternal captive.

She holds my life and heart,

With carefree laughing smiles,

Her willing warrior,

I will conquer all.

 

Copyright Pierre Nunns