
Normal is an ideal,
Calm is a rebel,
Discord of malice
Stalks her will
To find her lost star;
The gift of disaster
From the Fates
Keeps her secure
Beneath the tree forever
In Tartarus.

Normal is an ideal,
Calm is a rebel,
Discord of malice
Stalks her will
To find her lost star;
The gift of disaster
From the Fates
Keeps her secure
Beneath the tree forever
In Tartarus.

One leap into the starry air
Beneath the visiting moon
When ghosts begin to roam
This world of sense everywhere,
She lands with paws and meows
With a mask from a ghost paddler
A cat wandering in night’s delight.

Happiness is her poetry
In a world where reality
Is likeness of truth only
With her flights of fancy
That vies feverishly
Though they sometimes flee
And vanish into the high sky;
Fleeting dreams pass by,
Budding despair creep by,
But the seeds of hope stay,
Happiness, that is why.

Night has already fallen on the earth;
Into the deep of time, today’s leaving.
The heart of darkness brings a new birth.
Still, the farewell to today is lamenting.

The golden curtain is drawn
After Helios’s chariot is gone;
The pale hues of passion shine
In the sweet soft twilight;
The Hesperides open heaven
with the golden apples bright;
Selena rides in the moon chariot
Hecate waits at the crossroads;
I search for my star spirited away
into the world of gods till dusk to dawn.
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