The Insomnia Project

Divine Mortal

Ibeing of mortal blood cannot compete with gods

Theirbeauty and eminence are beyond compare

Fromthem have we adopted charity and vanity both

Butseldom grasp their everlasting odds.

ForAphrodite once taught me to love

AsApollo taught my tongue to muse sweet sounding words

Thothhad granted me hunger for knowledge

AsLoki set me on that path that steers my juvenile-esque nature

Justto name a few

Foreach god was given their dominion by man

Wesculpted their legends and built their legacies

Wehumble mortals could but learn apart

Tobarely comprehend what all they offer in generosity

DoI call myself a student of words?

ShallI place myself with smiths of revered age?

Doesthose that from us have given to us

Suchabilities, wish it so? O that I knew divine ' heart

Aphroditecould not have prepared me

Forthe blessing I see in you. Beloved one

Shesets her son upon me, but bade him not hold back

Tisdrunk as I can feel, but far more out of sorts

Whetherrediculous or honesty bound

Herwork outdone, stand you proof.

Apollodoes grant me patronage

Uponeach feeble line I scribe, but where, alas, was the poetry when firstI tried this song?

ShallI entreat to wonder how far I have begun

Tomove the face of the very sun on high

Andwonder what else may be done

Thothcould not sate my hunger when absent I was of you

Ofthy character of thy understanding

Bidyou remember that solemn disposition

Therecould ne'er a word wothy to describe

Oraccurately sum up all thou art, dear one

Ipray you will forgive that fault of an eager heart.

Thoughnature and past have constructed walls

Carefulcobble never to be breached

WasI the fool in Odin-son's game when I ran into you?

ThisSerpent - like tongue has lost its sting

Thewolf - like character now longs for company

Breakop' the gates, for they are happily lost to you in thy wake

Iswoon and sigh over count of thy design

Thricea day then more to follow

Whena lofty distance gods have yet to climb

Toobserve such a divine mortal