LETTERS TO MY BEHEADER – George Onsy

 

LETTERS TO MY BEHEADER – 3
One day we will meet and I’m no better than many others

3- Our Winning Card

We’re both playing
That gloomy game!
I see you holding
The darkest sign
Of everybody’s End
To terrify and dominate
But I, to tell them all
That it is no terror,
Am holding
The very same.
For the end is not
That tragic fate
But a beginning
Of a lively life
We should all await

Oh, at this gambling
Are you really
Trying to win me?!!
I’m the son
Of life and death
The immortal bard
Whose words marry
Every Real
To a virgin Myth
Beware!!!
My Beloved
Is the One who
Holds every card.

George Onsy
© July, 2017
With a detail of my painting ETERNORAMA II (© 2016), showing the secret dialogue between flying souls and the mythological figures sculpted on the Greek Parthenon Temple’s frieze (metopes):
“… whose words marry every Real to a virgin Myth …”

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