
Athena is home
The temple alight
old structures in dust
at her feet. She raises
her head to the sky,
in thanks. She calls
the artists, the singers,
the peacemakers, the poets.
Come out to play,
it’s our time now
Sing, dance, rejoice
Warm your face
in the rays of the sun
Breathe deep, deeper,
Deeper still, awaken
all of your senses
Let them lift you
higher and higher
and follow your heart
All the way
to Paradise.