Friday, November 23, 2007

Eos

Wearing her feathered headdress and flower-woven robe, Eos rides her chariot across the morning sky, briefly exposing Heaven by revealing the Dawn. Her sister Selene wanes, her brother Helios rises. Venus, the morning star, looks on and approves.

Although a real looker, Eos (Aurora to Rome) was forced to kidnap many of her lovers. She bore them all the major winds, the planets, and most of the stars. When her kids fail to visit or write, she cries. Her tears are the morning dew.

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