The hunter dreams a dreaming of time that forever kind of rhyme But We, the sisters seven, hum that thrum of Heaven on Earth begun The hunter pleads Their case an Apollo-gy an effigy a systematic retreat redirected thru defeat Do you recall Our names Asterope, Tageta, Maia, Celaeno, Electra, Alcone and me... Merope And do you recall the game We play upon the opal flame the game of names Honey and Ice and everything so nice as our ancestors sing that celestial ring of frost The making of men - time and again - into the duramen the evermen our noblest of brethren For the Kalyug has come to its bitter and unwilling end its last paragraph penned the last of its hymns opined like yesterday's rind the grind finally over leaving us all effervescent and blooming like clover X 06/18/2024 Dedicated to: Aratus of Soli © Raena Exe 2024 *All rights reserved.
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