Saturday, February 14, 2009

To Day From Night

O Apollo,
blazing golden in the sky,
ruling day from a chariot of fire,
think of me,
Artemis, pale goddess of night.

Imagine me
waiting in a shadowy glade.
Silver arms outstretched,
beckoning you
to my wild embrace.

O Apollo,
meet me in the dusky
hues of evening
and in the first,
gray light of dawn,

Where we--
twin halves of one soul--
can unite
and once again
be whole.

1 comment:

Rick said...

Awesome poem and wording! Love the "twin halves of one soul" phrasing