Thursday, 16 November 2017

Mythic evolution

The bull-god lifted his head,
parted lips and bellowed;
immortality discarded
for a moment of release.

Pasiphae felt the tenacity
when god and goddess met;
the womb a cave
capturing the earth.

Minos watched from afar;
no mortal can argue
when the god takes a form
to engender renewal.

In the writhing forms
Bull dancers shimmer;
stare deeper still the sword
and the thread undoing.

The beast to Crete
so the seas would flow;
Athen’s grip broken
By the minotaur’s roar.

Even the eternal dies;
when plans set in stone

suddenly transform
the world changes again.

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