Calypso's grief

O' the cruelty of the Fates

How it weighs and how they hate.

To punish my father, whose crimes are vast,

And who, as a tyrant, remains unsurpassed,

Upon his back the sky was bestowed,

But I am doomed to carry a much heavier load.

For within my breast, a lover's heart I hold,

Where so many are blessed with stones so cold.

They placed me on an isle so beautiful and rare,

But only my eyes may see its beauty fair,

For never may I leave, and forever none have come.

How sad and empty is my radiant kingdom.

And then on the horizon, I saw him from afar

For his heavenly looks made him shine like a star.

At a mere glimpse my heart filled with Helios's golden rays,

And my once idle lust set my soul ablaze.

As he landed with eyes closed

And with his fatal wounds so exposed,

I feared his life was near an end,

So I began to work my magic to mend,

But when he awoke I was met by contempt.

His bitterness and woe shielded my amorous attempts.

For seven years I kept him here,

With fruitless hope that his hate would disappear.

But the day came when the gods called to me

And told me that I must set my beloved free

So with my bleeding heart I helped him prepare

For the journey he had long awaited in despair.

I watched as his majestic head turned away

And hoped the raft would lead him home and never stray.

And once the raft disappeared from my weeping eye.

The beautiful gardens around me seemed to die.

O' mortal Penelope how I envy you so,

To hold the heart of a man who makes my world glow.

So now my spirit is dull where it once shone

For in paradise, I will always be alone.