Mortal — a poem
This portal you see in me
Is in fact a gateway to You.
I wonder, when two people
Are caught in Neptune’s
Watery glare, under Aphrodite’s
Spell, within reach of Eros, her son’s
Aim, what chance they have to
Recall they are also mortal
And bound by law and code?
For in our flight into the heavens
Held captive by those gods
Who long for us and envy our
Exquisite, ecstatic possibility,
We so easily forget we need
Saturn’s earthy limitations
And are held in this dimension
For reasons profound, mysterious
Mundane, and mortal.
I love taking flight yet find peace
And fulfilment when I can
Straddle both Heaven and Earth
While accepting the cross I chose
In a pastness lost to time.
© simon heathcote