what lies beyond this ragged coast
out o’er the foam
there on isles of evermore
where but the dead may roam
is this land forever young
upon eternal seas
and at the end of life’s travails
has it a home for me?
mythology
Aρκάς
when cast upon the holy pyre
his gods pitied his sacrifice
pulled him from the earthly fire
and set him for all time in their skies
Endymion’s Rest
give me Endymion’s naked rest
that I in endless reveries
may love the moon in all her forms
for night-times of eternity
The Dream of the Greek Shepherd
above him as he slept
she floated
suspended
on his dream of her
he felt her form
so warm
and wanting
but when he awoke
she was not there
thus so he longed
for sleep to take him
to kiss his eyes
with slumbers deep
for in those nights
he knew he’d find her
and on those dreams
their lips would meet.