My heart rides between the wings of Pegasus—
Ignoring self-perception… myth and fantasy netted and captured me.
—Poseidon and I, bridled love.
Ending night’s ecstasy’s ride
We arrived un-announced
On stomping hoofs’ –and trident’s
—awakening our audience
Well beneath the sea.
I, being the stranger
Introduced my heart— from soul— to inspiration—
To imagination— I found no ground to stand on;
I hid in dawn’s breaking light.
I disguise my body as water, flooding deserts
Creating one small oasis
— To mimic Atlantis; to seduce and beg Atargatis
–to be my bride.
Rejecting my gesture as well as my disguise
Offering me gills for lungs
—She embedded in me, the seed of sacred sight;
With the help—of Ba‘al Hadad,
She gave my heart free rein
to see the dichotomy to balance
What will forever change.
I settled for bread—and breath—
Above the sea and below the sky
On the isle of life.
Gladness, nor sadness—gives love to my heart.
Each evening’s Pegasus ride –and morrow’s
Gradual incoming tide —allows me to pick up each rich piece
Of earth’s, little surprise—
To put into words, picture, and melody
Another complete and majestic sunrise.