Eris and Harmonia
kether muse©
I saw Eris and Harmonia one day
sitting on a bench in Elysium the home of the dead blessed by the
gods. They were arguing about me as I sat quietly in witness. The
question in contention was in fact had I, when time to die, would be
deemed a just and loyal servant of the gods. One nods yea the other
nay each unwavering in their pose as I looked on wishing to have a
say but of course I had none.
From the side of the field was
revealed another goddess was approaching. Tree and flower arched down
low curved like a bow as she passed at last she was encroaching.
Majestically enthralling. “Time to mute this dispute heard all the
way to Hades. I am here because it's clear only I can hush you
Ladies.” “This one in question,” she looked at me, “is
pitiful quite often.” My demeanor fawned as she went on, “But I'm
inclined and have a mind to favor him this time. As for all his life,
I am told, he was mostly kind.”
She reached down anointed me with
sweet pure ambrosia. Then laid me in her heart flames to burn my
mortal chains still hanging as Eris and Harmonia sat silent on the
stone and quit their near past wrangling. Alone, amazed as all three
faded I rubbed my eyes in wonder. I felt the grass beneath my feet
deciding then to wander the Fields of Elysium overcome by the scent
of sweet sweet Ambrosia. The restful graves of blessed dead beckoned
me to repose. “Not yet.” I said. “For I'm not dead. and wish to
smell this rose.” Perhaps tomorrow I will explore the gardens more
finding goddesses demure. Sitting there laughing as I'm passing
arguing no more.
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