Ode to Diana and Endymion

A reference to the Greek myth of the Goddess of the Moon, Diana.

By night, by night,

Rises the goddess of the moon,

Swift on her steed,

She denies the lover’s swoon.

 

Huntress, thou huntress,

Dances through the brush,

And glimpses over Endymion,

With a love in sweet hush.

 

Weep, in her weep,

Such a heart in dismay,

With a promise to never feel,

The longing in feverish way.

 

The night so dark,

She embellishes in shade,

And lies beside the man,

Under the sacred oak, laid.

 

He was asleep,

Covered in moonlight’s beam,

With a tender kiss,

She gives him the warmest dream.

 

Return, oh, how she must return,

To that lonely, desolate sky,

In midnight’s black veil,

She muffles a sigh.

 

By the oriental turn,

She rides the silver crescent,

And glides over her love,

With dreams in descent.

 

Seen, it was seen!

The shadow of her touch,

By heaven’s knowing counsel,

Alarmed by the irony of such.

 

 

 

Dianna weakened,

Sensing he will lose,

With a heavy decision,

 Endymion must choose.

 

What choice?

Death in its twisted stone,

Or eternal, deep sleep,

Forever to own?

 

The latter,

Submersed in fantasy’s kind,

Fallen upon him,

The dreamer’s mind.

 

Oh Dianna,

Forever to lament and mourn,

Endymion’s timeless price,

For her love born.