θέσις

 

One day the driest desert asked

A poet for a simple verse,

A poem he could understand:

And so she wrote a song of seas.

 

The second day the skies and clouds

Asked for an easy piece to read,

A poem light and full of air:

And so she wrote a song of caves.

 

The trees requested forest words:

She wrote a desert song for them.

The night demanded darker thoughts:

The song she sang was made of sun.

 

She sang the moments of her soul,

The saddest joy that was her own.

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2 Comments to “θέσις”

  1. You have met the goddess? She came to me dressed in a poem, but I did not know her name. Now I do. Thank you.

  2. I have met the goddess: I have just fed her and cleaned out her litter, she is now cleaning her whiskers and paws over by the window. At least a goddess is how this particular cat sees herself. On the poem comment, thank you very muchly (and I do love your donkey gravatar…).

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