Legends

Legends 

Spun from the fabric of the sun

Falling through time

Growing brighter

With the death of familiarity

Comes the birth of fantasy

Those divine inspirers of marble

Firm in the hearts of the ancient

Now merely a wish 

A dream of human perfection

Stories 

Reaching across centuries 

To turn modern lips up into a smile

When beheld in the mind's eye now

They saunter through the old Greek marketplace

Among pearly grapes 

Philosophical smirks

And dancing golden hair

They must have adorned themselves 

In white alone

The color of light 

And enlightenment

Sitting to dine in shimmering castles

Too bold for the human mind to encompass

In the evenings 

I imagine

They stood upon their balcony

Smiling 

And spread their arms as if to fly

Grasping the sunset 

Commanding the wind to

Swim through their golden locks

Just so

And consider 

The million shards of humanity 

Crawling below

A million screaming battles to be Good Enough

Triggering their humor and

Like thunder

They laugh