Mount Kyllini
the temporal fabric
cloaked the wonder of man
and consciousness
could not pierce the veil
the Seven Sisters were gleeful
for their plan
appeared to be succeeding
raining false hopes
capturing the wills of men
as nymphs do
they defiantly deceived
our aspirations
yet we reached to embrace them
and their allure
as they danced
in the cradle of the Bull
their bitterness and anguish
knew no end
since the death of Hyas
whose nobility
was their guide of a higher order
they have weeped for aeons
inside
as they exacted their misdirection
upon Father’s pride
men
suicide was a consideration
when Atlas went on journey beyond
but eternity would not release them
from it’s grasp
so they blinded all they could see
that their errant judgments
would only be disclosed
in the inner light
of those who knew
of the legend of Arcadia
upon the Mount Kyllini
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