The goddess holds audience
Deep in her pyramid
Away from her lover
Too mortal
He's kept in a crystal
Guarded by a Chimera
That she holds in her heart's
Holy temple

I'll tell you the story
Says she to the scribe
A brute married a girl
Too young for such strife
When the anger of war
Was not power enough
Rage at his wife
Took his life

Mortal and free
To wander the earth
The search for knowledge
Reclaimed her
She rested sometimes
In a garden of voices
And one, in time
Caught her ear

The voice became clearer
the more she listened
They heard in each other
Compelling tone
As a year passed
Their voices entwined
Their dialog changed
To a song

Her travels then took her
To a meeting of minds
Voices babbled
From many gardens
The miracle happened
their voices found form
She knew in the instant
She fell in his arms

Ascending to heaven
In a sunrise of loving
Their chariot blazing
Clouds boiling
Such a fire was ignited
The voices were singing
"Build a bed and then
Plan a wedding"

When the song of the voices
Was heard in the ether
They in full fire
of love making thrashed
The sky gave way
And the down lovers crashed
What was left
Was smoldering ash

His love had encased him
In Crystal forever
She brought the stone
To her heart.
As she rose from the ashes
A goddess becoming
Built a temple
To love's art

The goddess holds audience
Deep in her pyramid
Away from her lover
Too mortal
He's kept in a crystal
Guarded by a Chimera
That she holds in her heart's
Holy temple

08/16/2009

Author's Note: This is adapted from a true story that seemed classic. This is in the form of timeless tragedy.

Posted on 11/23/2011
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