A Genius and the Goddess. A poem.

Act the first

As the sun grows up at sky, a newday comes waking

Every person from the sleep eretrumpets will do it

Themselves with the gasps of somethroats. All yard was awake

Now and finally it all, nought candisturb morning.

And with everyone he got above hisslumber. Name                                                                            5

Of him is Genius, present'd up toye be he from me.

He is a poet'n'composer, here hestemmed for of war.

So, standing alone in room,slightly fainted, he's finding

Amidst his works a helm of lead,arousing all the dreams,

That were left one day 'afore,though no use was in them.                                                                 10

"Go all here now, we'reclaiming, give to us your attention.

From this day you'll be goingforwardly and only

In direction reclinelessly,enduring all the pain

Our shoulders will be botheredwith, hour then be set, when we

May through vales go with no fearmaking up stories of                                                                    15

Bygones and yore and cruel war,being was which a sign,

How people can create a hell.However, we set off."

Thus were speechesof yard's head, then the genius ran off

His chamber with no weaponhesitating in awe.

Ran he and everyone's seen rougeon his cheeks and                                                                          20

Gold in his lockshovering glimpsing to a thin waist,

And in locks were splendid curls,as only gods could have.

Eyes of him were all of brown,eyelids are thin and air

And all his skin is slightlytanned, except his countenance.

"My dearest pardons, leader,morose was yesterday                                                                           25

I, but now am ready for ideas ofyours what're new"

But no-one could give an answer,besieged were all they with

Splendour of him, for they haveseen no of him 'afore,

For he skulked in darkness offrightfulness of outness.

"Young creature, thou hast comein yearn times for our vanguard,                                                    30

And now we go to battlefield atclearing of the Gods.

With us thou goest, for with uswithheld werest thee, though no

Intrusion was made by thee intimes bygone, forgotten."

Was the words of leader and wanedbecame the mood of

Genius, for he fathomed all pangof mates, he'd deprived.                                                                     35

So he stood at row with all:sallow, seared and tanned no-

Xiously, for they've no beauty,shambles only in entire

Bosoms of them. Treading isbewildered Genius now

To the meadow of cruel wrestle,tying up leathern belt.

"Comrades, after few momentsclamour of clashing swords                                                              40

Is filling all the clearing,established forwardly,

Know I ye all art splendid knightsand warriors, for ye

Art the descendants of my agilityimprov-

Ing way of training, I'm countingon your gifts for now."

These were the speeches of him,the leader, ere they'd come.                                                             45