A Fire For My Love - I to X
A tale of love and longing from the Kingdom Macedon;
A simple Maid with aching heart who seeks her gentleman;
Her glazed eyes searched Olympus high where Zeus regaled his seat;
To Grecian Gods she offered prayers to make her life replete.
"Oh mighty Zeus! Sweet Aphrodite! Brave Eros I beseech!
Forlorn I am, my pining spirit knows what I most seek;
I am but modest in my ways, no beauty bright like stars;
But I can love and care most deep and would devote my heart"
Whilst flowing free, light Hermes caught this Maiden's overture;
He grasped each word, did pirouette, he was in full rapture;
For he would have some fun this day to wile away dull hours,
For mischief may those Gods enjoy who wield unsettling powers.
In Aphrodite's guise he spoke to charm this innocent;
With promise of a fulfilled life a perfect partner sent;
To Zeus' temple should she go and lay open her claim;
To grace his realm she too must bring a sweet eternal flame.
Full in despair the Maiden cried to hear the task set forth;
How should one such as she achieve what gives a God true worth;
Again, she lifted pleading eyes towards Olympus high;
"Please send me one to aid me in this task or I should die"
Prometheus heard this cry of pain was moved by human plight;
He ventured to the maid and showed himself to her respite;
"My child, your heart is full of pain I would to offer balm;
How can O mighty Prometheus ensure you against harm?"
The Maid explained in meekly tones how Aphrodite came hence;
On hearing how she suffered so she offered assistance;
The Maid could scarcely fathom how the Gods could set a feat;
That they themselves would have a challenge also to complete.
"Fear not for I do know your heart which is of purest gold;
A God at play did visit this day your sweet, modest abode;
He played the part of Aphrodite to wit and wile his muse;
But I am true and faithful and will help to spoil his ruse.
The eternal flame you seek burns now in Hestia's realm;
Guarded day and night by the dragon king O Eroldelm;
A fierce and loyal servant who the Gods may scarce defeat;
As godly powers fain effect against a godly beast.
Our spirits full of honesty and purity we'll take;
And go to him with open hearts and there a bargain make;
Eroldelm has one weakness known to all the Grecian Gods;
A Maiden of the purest heart will sate his fiery wrath"
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