Written by: daver austin

Midi bright October night,
In the sky-eyed clouds,
Gold and silver    then    my Lord
Did radiate thy wondrous light.
At each few steps I paused,
Turned my face upward
To bathe in your suspended strength -
Bearded Zeus,
Thy razor-sharp nose, 
Square-cut head,
Ulotrichous beard,
Blazing away    so near above -
Old Zeus
Cloud gatherer.