Ode to Ovid

The divine woman rose from the dust
of her fallen father and grandfathers.

Her naked body warm
and beating with life;
Her hair so long it
brushed the ground she walked on.

She was gifted with bliss
from her fathers who begged
Hades for her happiness.

She wandered the woods
and fell upon a man
a woodsman.

He was skilled in his craft;
she admired him so much.
She wrapped her sunkissed arms
around him and expressed her love
for him.

He, a married man,
could not tell such a divine beauty
the word no. So he promised to love her
till the end of days;
but that she had to remain in the woods
and he’d return to her everyday.

She, in her bliss,
obliged.

She spent her days singing with the birds
gathering flowers and wading in the
hidden waters.