A Timeless Dance
Celestial royals, pontificating for her attention.
by Phillip Gallant
Helios, in conceited majesty casts burning sight
From underneath his cloudless eyes,
With shining aureole he drives his fiery chariot
Across the sky each day, escaping then into the night.
Selene waits impatiently for shadows to abound
To freshly pull and push the washing waves,
Of oceanic waters, encircling her rival’s graceful girth
Illuminating the darkness, from her golden crown.
And so, in infinitival chase, the race goes on and on.