oh I didn't know you were close to me
I thought it was just the stardust
or the whispering sea
I can see you still talk to me
across the history
glimpsing you
I thought I saw
a memory
there is only
the laurel leaves
scattered by the wind
where Owl watches over me
that is where the gentle
sounds of our love misgiven
led to bad steps
and misplaced heaven
the day the winged bird
took you away from me
I began the mountainous climb
a journey to the sacred heart
longing left me famished
my song carried no more rhyme
spirits were broken
the people were wandering
in the valley below
the shepherds were themselves lost
the leaders blinded by the dark
and the prisoners remained chained
against the rock
only the annointed ones
dare come up here
olive oil burns not only the lamp
but annoints my forehead
I cry out like a madman
there is no one to hear me
it echoes against the rocks
where lumber is free
from too many shipwrecks
skeletal hands clutching for
your Grecian shore
I try to find you
but in the darkness
you are not found anymore
what greatness is this?
your temples once majestic
lined a path upwards
up high to a cloudy
celestial throne
where once you blew me a kiss!
How did I know that kiss
was a good bye kiss
to me and the world?
now there is only ruin
return to Your Greatness
perhaps men will yet invoke
your name
rebuilding temples won't be the same
but there is still power
in the virtues
of your name
oh a calling
a certain shrill
breaks the night
and my stubborn will
I will climb up higher
I will look for you
and I will kiss you again
and again
can you imagine
how much I missed you?
your glory as a woman
is everywhere
yet the priests stop and stare
but in your Goddess face
is only the visitations
of everlasting grace
your look is on them too
that woman just killed
the male shame
of violence
makes me want to jump
off this hill
hear the words
the hour is late
there is much to do
respect Athena
and all her sisters
or tales of woe
will never be few
I will burn my skin
and twist my robe
pluck hairs from my head
pray pray pray
until the truth be said
stop my sisters'
blood running red!
Athena has now said!
so here I sit all night
your tears watered
pools at my feet
I can only bow my head and worship
Goddess come back
we are so sorry that some have hurt you
wear your laurel wreath again
entreaty forgive our sin
you think you bad ones can easily make right
but your weapons
and hate
and violence
must go away...
for Athena comes
in sacred flight.
