Aphorodíta,
Cast in marble
Watches through the years
Yearning,
Waiting,
For Phoenicia,
Her land to reappear
One Phoenician,
Her Phoenician,
Adonis, she waits for too
But cast in marble
She waits forever
For that’s
All she can do.
Behind the marble
The story’s different,
They live on forever more
Even in the Underworld,
even if for half the time,
And after death by wild boar
Legends last as statues do
Throughout the tests of time
But Aphrodite and Adonis
Seem a fit for Valentine’s…
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Another Phoenix appeared to me today, this time as an answer to a question. Yesterday, it was a visitor from Phoenix, Arizona. The day before that, it was the Sochi Firebird. Adonis, son of Phoenix, god of beauty and desire was swept off his feet by Aphrodite, goddess of love, beauty and sexuality, even if she was under the spell of Eros’ arrow. Eros is one of the personifications of Valentine’s Day, so everything seems to fit.
OK, maybe the jigsaw pieces are slightly out of place, but that’s the fun of legends… things change as time moves on, but the essence is still there.
Every now and then, another spark will ignite the legend once more. The tale will grow again, come alive again, just like the rebirth of the Phoenix.
I’ve still no clue as to why I’m seeing all of these Phoenixes, but it’s interesting spotting them every day all the same!
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