Returning a Hymn To You

Your voice was born from twilight's Breast. Your name stole the mystery Of the night. Ambrosial hand of gold Bowled along the white Surf To glorify the lost souls Of a time Winding off with each chord, the locked secrets of the world. Orpheus! You are the Sun's chosen And the Sirens are trying To steal a song To bewitch the seamen. Time is trembling among Melodies and laments. A lost lover behind the Turning light. Your silence is calling The Muses To carry you beneath The sky's festival. Maybe now you are near her again. Father of melody Your untouched Lyra awaits To form sounds of time, To bring up an era lost. Taming the darkness You offered a soul to the cold. Fingers divine, Heart of gold! As near was the end You stood in front. A bending moment was your Fate's circle Following you As condemnation for the centuries to come. Journeys across the Sun's arms As a prayer for the dreams you loved, As a plaint for those you lost. Still, your voice travels along the sea To justify the unexpected turns Of Time. You, Orpheus, are the star, The lighten flame, Across the fields of gold, Calling your love to come With unreachable promises you hallowed. This poem is for Orpheus, the Greek Heroic Legendary figure who charmed even the God of Darkness with his music. The story of Orpheus is unique, showing love dimentions, his Hymns have made an impact to world's music over the time. Valeria Iliadou, Greece