Reflection Of Helios - The Revelation


You've heard the songs I sang,
With arrogance filled opera,
I portray a beauty.


An honourable beauty,
A charitable mother,
Tender and romance, my nature...


The Full Red Moon...
The Green Corn Moon,
I bear them in my blood...
Festivity is my pride...


I paint with great dignity,
Sings arrogantly,
But...


I am a mirror,
A cold... pale mirror,


This arrogant song...
Is the waves of melancholy -
that was wrapped around me...


Diana... Luna... Hecate...
I am all, all is me.


But I am...
None other than the reflection of Helios.


p/s: Jeya, if you are reading this, will you please leave me your link? I would like to look at some of your work as well. By the way, Thanks for commenting.