Seeking Endymion’s Lover

Seeking Endymion’s Lover

I may stand on the shore and howl to her face

Or call through the leaves of some sacred grove

That I share with the badger and fox

Watch her face roll across old stones

Light up the mound that cares for ancient bones

She never displayed flowing hair or golden locks

She just looked down upon the rituals that we wove

Moving before the twinkling stars; ne’er in haste.

We took the magic trip to dance beneath her beams

Watched the night Queen sail across blackened seas

She watched me as I set the paper lanterns adrift

Spirits carried by boats upon the tide

Souls returning to her across the great divide

We kneel to give thanks to Isis for her gift

This lady, who fades and shines to tease

Nocturnal lantern to guide us through the scenes

She who flirts with me but loves the horned God

I am the seeker of the night, what lies beyond ?

She is the gateway to paradise beyond a field of stars

Metra of the east, when this course of life is run

Give me the strength to live again when dancing children come

You may keep your crowns, your kings and fancy czars

I look into Diana’s mirror like tous le monde

I am the seeker of the moondrop on the path so often trod.

Copyright: David Hopcroft February 2011