The Rise of Orion
The Hunter rises in the night sky,
Taurus the bull, the target nearby.
His dogs are chasing, not able to catch,
Maybe another plan, Orion should hatch.
Was he put in the sky, for boasting too much,
About the animals he could kill, with his arrow's touch.
Or maybe killed by a scorpion's bite,
Could it be Artemis, with the arrow's might.
One of the many Greek myths, easily seen,
Along with some of the greatest legends there's been
So beautiful to watch as he rises high,
Could Orion be the 'God Constellation' of the sky?
Copyright © Chris Gair | Year Posted 2016
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