Sunday Rose
Sunday Rose
A poem about enriching your life with the love of your partner-in-life, inspired by Ancient Greek Wisdom
As I walk quickly upon the steep mountain pass
I find you searching though the ever-green grass
For wild flowers to sooth and offer my aching heart
As you seek love’s ways to erase what keeps us apart
You’re my precious one, my only true raison d'être
Always allowing me, silently, your heart, to enter
For you know that my love for you makes wonders
As it permeates my soul with its amorous thunders
You’re the red flower of my life’s spiritual Spring
Inspiring me to feel like a very ancient Greek King
And as you throw your erotic arrows into my heart
You make my life’s canvass a wonderful work of art
You complement, Princess, my heart’s deep desire
With your marvelous soul’s glowing psychic attire
Making me change the habits of my own boredom
To enter your harmonious life’s pleasurable kingdom
Always taking into deep consideration the meaning of the following ancient Greek story of Odysseus and Penelope, described fully in Homer’s Odyssey.
The story, in summary, goes like this: ‘After being torn apart, they wait twenty long years to be reunited. War takes Odysseus away shortly after his marriage to Penelope. Although she has little hope of his return, she resists the 108 suitors for over 20 years who are anxious to replace her husband. Odysseus is equally devoted, refusing a beautiful sorceress's offer of everlasting love and eternal youth, so that he might return home to his wife and son’.
It is obvious when you read Homer’s Odyssey that not only does Odysseus love Penelope dearly, but he cares far less for societal and political status than he does for her. Penelope, not power, is Odysseus's true reason for returning home to Ithaca.
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