Returning a Hymn To You
Your voice was born from twilight's
Breast.
Your name stole the mystery
Of the night.
Ambrosial hand of gold
Bowled along the white
Surf
To glorify the lost souls
Of a time
Winding off with each chord,
the locked secrets of the world.
Orpheus!
You are the Sun's chosen
And the Sirens are trying
To steal a song
To bewitch the seamen.
Time is trembling among
Melodies and laments.
A lost lover behind the
Turning light.
Your silence is calling
The Muses
To carry you beneath
The sky's festival.
Maybe now you are near her
again.
Father of melody
Your untouched Lyra awaits
To form sounds of time,
To bring up an era lost.
Taming the darkness
You offered a soul to the cold.
Fingers divine,
Heart of gold!
As near was the end
You stood in front.
A bending moment was your Fate's circle
Following you
As condemnation for the centuries to come.
Journeys across the Sun's arms
As a prayer for the dreams you loved,
As a plaint for those you lost.
Still, your voice travels along the sea
To justify the unexpected turns
Of Time.
You, Orpheus, are the star,
The lighten flame,
Across the fields of gold,
Calling your love to come
With unreachable promises you hallowed.
This poem is for Orpheus, the Greek Heroic Legendary
figure who charmed even the God of Darkness
with his music. The story of Orpheus is unique,
showing love dimentions, his Hymns have made
an impact to world's music over the time.
Valeria Iliadou, Greece
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