I Am, Europia

I hang on the wall of an art gallery in Canada, it is said I am the epitome of feminine beauty; my skin is pale and porcelain perfect- my lips ruby, my gown is low and in the softest mauve silk; a cape of chiffon orange and rose pink floats in the breeze. I am the daughter of a King and a Greek princess, my story really begins when I was at the seashore; Jupiter, the Greek god saw me and became quite enamored, he set about a devious plan to seduce and ravish me; taking the form of a white bull and mingling in my father's herd. On a sunny bright day I was gathering pretty flowers, I came upon the bull and made him a flower chain; draping it around his horns and bravely I felt to ride him, I climbed upon his back and he carried me far away; into the shallow water and then the open sea- then I was lost. I like to think of myself as that innocent girl playing, with friends at the seashore or the girl picking flowers; this oil painting of me is quite beautiful- I have heard it said, can they see the deep sadness that dwells in my heart; although I caress the bull and we had children, I dreamt of another life. ______________________ August 21, 2017 Personification/I Am, Europia Copyright Protected, ID 932523