I went to the places we made sacred to Eros

And those sacred to Hestia

I returned on the turning of sixty moons

But found no offerings there from you.

I came to worship Selene

Slender goddess of corners turned

Veiled in mists and shadows

Always half turning away

But always returning.

Changing but faithful.

Her many faces beautiful.

  • Author: Jabberwocky (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 24th, 2021 09:06
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Goldfinch60

    She will always be there for you J.


    • Jabberwocky

      I hope so... we need the tides!

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