Blessings Of the Gods
by Lord R.e. Taylor
Apollo travels across the brightest blue sky
Shining his light on to the land
Showing the most beautiful of colours
When he sleeps Diana rises to take his place
The darkness and the shadows are hers
Along with the light from infinite stars and the beautiful moon
But there is a very short time
When Apollo and Diana touch hands as they pass
They fill the sky and the land with pastels
Creating a beauty as fleeting as time itself
It is then when mere humans look in amazement
And celebrate the blessings of the gods
© Poem – XII/XXIV/MMXXII
LRET
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