A figure took shape,
From the dimming twilight,
Growing stronger every second,
As the sun slid out of sight.
Eerily moving along the shadows,
As the night’s darkness crept in,
With shackles clanking around it’s arms,
It seemed to be made of sin.
Greeted by huffed-up hooves,
Of a dark-maned stallion,
Halting its crisp cacophony,
With the sight of a bright medallion.
“Helios”, it rasped,
As the leaves rustled nearby.
“Let this be the ending act,
To finally break this tie.”
The God of Suns did not speak,
As the shackles began to glow.
The sun was setting in the west,
Into the shackles did it go.
The figure whimpered and clenched it’s arms,
The pain did make it purse.
It had to bear the heat of suns,
Alas, this was it’s curse.
Mustering strength and voice,
It mounted the beast.
“Once again, I shall travel,
With the sun from west to east.”
And travel it did,
As the world fell asleep,
Oblivious to this curse of his,
Like a flock of innocent sheep.
Across the rivers, and over the mountains,
His madness for Selene controlled him,
“We shall meet soon again, my love”,
The Moon Goddess sung this hymn.
For in his shackles,
He contained the solar burn,
From sunset to sunrise,
Until his next turn.
“I will meet her again at sunrise,
As lovers once more,
For this was Helios’ promise,
Made at the sunset shore.”
As the time struck midnight,
The journey made him weary,
Memories washed across his mind,
Of a time he was once cheery.
This story is of a man,
A husband and a father,
Who once rode out into battle,
With the sun gleaming on his armour.
Kissing her cheek, and swooning over her eyes,
The man made a promise.
“Selene, my dear, my love.
You are my happiness.
You are stronger than any God,
And yet pure as a dove.”
“Selene, my dear, my moon.
Your beauty must not have a rival,
I would battle the sun for you,
Even in the heat of noon.”
“Please do no such thing”,
Selene did plea.
“Our love is larger than any battle,
This violence shall come with a fee.”
But battle he did,
For a madness he called love,
Mounted on a pure-white stallion,
A bright medallion in his glove.
As he charged onto Helios,
The mighty God of Suns,
His mortal mind did grow with pride,
Like a rapid beat of drums.
“Come no further, foolish mortal!”,
The God’s voice did warn.
“Turn back now and face no curse”,
The God’s voice did scorn.
Alas the man did not fear,
The anger of a thousand suns,
Helios struck him down,
Almost killing his lungs.
“I curse you to go on a journey!
From every sunset to sunrise,
Do this or I shall strike her down,
Perhaps this will make you wise.”
And journey he did,
Every day henceforth,
In the hope he might meet Selene again,
After completing his oath.
His mind stopped dreaming,
As he reached the sunrise shore,
He yearned for her presence,
His journey completed once more.
As he got off his stallion mount,
The once pure-white beast,
His shackles began to lose their glow,
While the sun rose in the east.
“Helios!”, he cried.
“Forgive this mortal’s mistake,
I mixed this so called madness,
And forgot what was at stake.”
“I long for my dear Selene,
Who I can only see at night,
I wish to the Gods I could go back in time,
And keep her in my sight.”
But Helios, the God of Suns,
Ne’er did reply,
To this mortal man stuck on our world,
Who lit up the beautiful sky.
So this is the story,
Of a man who loved too much,
Though extremely true at heart,
But ended up as such.
“Do not let love blind you”,
The Gods do remind us,
Through the woes and tears of a man,
Who once created a fuss.
Be humble, be modest,
Nothing beautiful comes for free,
For even the prettiest of orange skies,
Have a story we cannot see.
This is my conclusion,
A thought from me to you,
Love fiercely and love purely,
It is a beautiful virtue.
But don’t confuse your madness,
As the man did for Selene.
Pride and foolishness will blind you,
They will strike you out of the scene.
Hold on to each moment,
Cherish each sun-rise,
Learn to truly forget the pain,
As each sun-dies.
The strife shall make it beautiful,
The tears will make it shine,
As the oath of this man,
Made his nights worthwhile.
Remember this, always,
Helios, the Man, and Selene,
His pride, their love, the anger,
And the story in between.
Let it resonate from within you,
These lovers and their cries,
Causing beauty for us humans,
Every sunset to sunrise.