By Moonlight : Interlude I : Hyperion and Theia

“Shall we assist them?”

 

They spoke, but not in a manner that any human could fully comprehend, and not in a language that any human could completely understand or speak fluently.  

 

They existed, but not on a frequency that mankind could dwell within for more than a flash of a moment, or what they perceived to be a moment.  

 

They constantly observed, with the children of men having only the slightest sensation of their presence.

 

They battled and waged great wars amongst one another and on scales so immense that the sons of Adam and the daughters of Eve were only signaled of their occurence by way of unpredicted and grand celestial events.  

 

They also loved, more tenderly than any mother or father toward a newborn, and more passionately than a lover with a newfound kindred spirit.

 

Yet now, through all they had witnessed over the eons, since the dawning of all things, this moment had caught their fullest attention.  

 

Great members of the House of the Pantheons stood on alert, contemplating if intervention was needed – not only to save mankind but, more importantly, to save themselves.  

 

Man would continually evolve and regress and then return to a thinking, contemplating species only to tumble downward once more, as was his destiny, but the celestials were created to overcome such a barbaric cycle.  

 

However, here and now, this perceived moment could potentially be the beginning of the undoing of the many layers and ribbons that enfolded the fabric of reality itself.

 

Hyperion, mighty king of Sol, looked, more like motioned his celestial energy toward, Theia, his wife, mother of Luna and Gaia.  

 

She acknowledged him by casting forward a rippling wave of light energy of her own to touch the source of his being.

 

If they were to manifest into tender flesh, he would be in the appearance of a kind and jolly father, handsome and robust for his age; and she would be a startling beauty, too vibrant to be thought of as a mother and too enigmatic to be anything other than adored by all.

 

“We will wait,” was her quiet, calm reply.  “They must prove themselves worthy of our help.”

 

He nodded.  

 

She was correct, as always.  

 

His wife was the more rationale one, and he, the more radical of the pair.  

 

Where she was meditative and strategic, he was quick to action with pure emotion.

 

Still.

 

Still, Hyperion could not shake the feeling that on this particular point, she could be – dare he think it – wrong.

 

Perhaps not assisting the humans in this particular struggle could prove to be a mistake.

 

These two were different.  

 

They were more like gods than humans.  

 

Demi-gods, of course, but that was only a play on words and concepts most of the time.  

 

Quickly, he returned his attention to the seriousness of the situation at hand.

 

Every timeline from this point forward played out before him.

 

The pair were victorious in none.

 

And in the process of losing, they would destroy half of the earth and most of the lifeforms that dwelled upon her, by accident, time and time again.  

 

They were too inexperienced in this form of combat, and had very little knowledge as to how to truly harness, focus, and control the power that swirled erratically and chaotically within their genes.

 

Now bonded, they were like a nuclear inferno, with all of the correct fusions reacting all at once.

 

Poised to blow in all directions, consuming all things in its path.

 

“No, dearest,” he spoke to her in a loving wave, “you are incorrect.  This bonded pair has already proven much.” He continued as his memory replayed the couple’s individual lifelines.  “We have seen it, since their births, how they have already overcome many trials, traps, and adversities, and are still pulsing with a wonderfully bright beacon of purest light.”

 

He paused, awaiting a stern objection, but none came.

 

“Husband,” Theia replied, turning her glorious being in his direction.  To Hyperion’s shock, she was smiling, or what a human would describe as smiling, if ever a human could see her true face without being consumed.  “Finally. You see beyond passion. You see true reason. You see true purpose. And yes, I agree. My initial judgement was in err… on purpose,” she quickly added.  “We will intervene…but not just yet.”

 

Copyright 2018 Lenise Lee Pubn

By Moonlight 2.3 : Show No Fear

By Moonlight 2.2 : Offerings and Other Things

By Moonlight 2.1 : Fire and Ice, and Sun and Moon

By Moonlight 2.0 : Rise, Queen

By Moonlight 1.5: Shay, Into the Light

By Moonlight 1 : The Beginning

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In the beginning

There they stood, hand in hand, on the very edge of an unknown and unnamed universe mere moments after its birth.  Swirls of multicolored dust and lights scattered and danced across a blank canvas.  In what would be known as seconds, clouds of galaxies, bubbling over with new life smaller than a fleck, burst forth.  In every direction, tiny diamond pinpoints raced ahead, signaling that this new creation was very pleased with how its makers had designed it.

The male, fresh-faced with an ageless appearance, looked over and smiled at the female.  He watched her eyes shine and marvel at what they had just done.  This same scene had replayed countless times, yet the joyous glow hovering upon her lovely cheeks always brought a renewed sensation of warmth fluttering within his chest. When they worked their magic together, every time was better than the first.

With the tip of his finger, he moved a lock of her hair and gently tucked it behind her ear.

“What shall we do now?”

It always pleased him to follow her lead.  He lived to make her happy.  His very existence hinged upon filling her heart with glee.

She turned to him, her gaze swimming with unspoken adoration.

“I think we should make…love.”

The corners of his mouth quirked into an impish grin.

“As you wish.”

Turning to face the new dawn and the endless horizons stretching out before them, together they strolled forth.  Their flawless forms became smaller and smaller until they stood within the boundaries of the world they had just sculpted.  As one, as always, they were ready and restless to explore the shores of their newest homeland.

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iamlenise

How do you think it all began?

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Answering the Call

i have dreamed dreams

of moons rising

of suns setting

of worlds spinning, in reverse

around castles and mountains, laid waste

echoing cries

of gods and men, long-forgotten

heroes fallen

princes reborn

hearts pierced, yearning

rose petals scattered, waiting

to become whole

to sing

to surge

to soar

to touch the gates

of highest heaven

once more..

©iamlenise

Majestic Mountains. By NASA/JPL-Caltech/L. Allen (Harvard-Smithsonian CfA) via Wikimedia Commons

i can’t stop

thinking about the future. hoping to forget the past. struggling through the now.

no matter what. my heart beats strong. my spirit pulses free. my mind journeys beyond the moment.

a runner. waiting for the perfect race. counting down the seconds. taking the pose. head bowed. knees arched. fingers pressed into the earth.

ready?

set?

the world crawls to an aching stillness.

all of creation fixes into perfect silence.

the pop hits the air

stay the course

keep focused

pound the dirt until every limb burns

win.

there is no other choice

i can’t stop

until i touch the void

step across the finish

bring down the boundaries

break the binds

see the eternal light

i am

victorious.

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lenise

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To Do List

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Write

Write til my fingers cramp

Write about everything

til the words live on their own

til I can feel my heart beat again

til the possibilities don’t scare me

til the veil is lifted

twilight gone

sun beams break free

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Write

til I find what I’m looking for

til I understand what I’m living for

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Just Write.

til I feel the kiss of forever

til I embrace what

Iam.

What..I will be.

What..I long for.

Love..so true

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will i ever find you

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~lenise~

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Looking at the moon

Looking at the moon. Pamela. Gardiner. Wiki Commons
Looking at the moon. Pamela. Gardiner. Wiki Commons

Like a child…with eyes pinned on the silver coin hovering within the folded cape of a starless night…I keep a constant vigil …an aching feeling that what I’m searching for…something…a wink? a smile? a nod? …will manifest…A face…a name…a purpose…a reason…Me…But who am I against the backdrop of eternity? At the beginning (and the end) of the day…of the moment…of all that is and will ever be…Where do I fit in?…Was I ever meant to?

~lenise~

Vitamin R -or- Use the Key

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what did i miss?

what word – phrase – pause – did i miss?

that would make everything – me – make sense.

pause

i’ve heard this – before – where?

why didn’t i notice – pause – then?

turn it off – pause – or turn it up?

shake off the deep – sleep –  pause

or fall further?

touch – the mirror – step through?

in the end (or the beginning)

I will be, what I will be.

dusk – or – pause – dawn?

invisible – to some.

mystery – to others.

never quite what I – am

ever imagined

all

would become – pause

closure

Divine

Remember the kiss, promises sealed in forever

Harsh winds, steer thoughts astray

But the heart always returns

to what it knows, to be

right and true

Pure

leaves bud on awakening limbs

Eternal

twilight dipped in lavender shade

Blazing

silver trails along a golden dawn

You, seeker

I, wanderer

You, sun

I, moon

You, love

I, in love

Always

words on a page

lives in a song

Let the moment wash over, like a quiet summer rain

Soar to heights, beyond the rapture

A touch of sunlight

grazing upon full lips

softer than a lover’s kiss

Feel

the pull

of destiny

*(^-^)*

Twilight dream

Under blinking stars

beneath the twilight sky

we shared a chance meeting

you and I

Shy smiles passed

between strolling strangers

Hopeful eyes wondering

had fate finally been kind

Seeking souls

silently praying

destiny would bind them

within this moment

forever

Awkward hello’s

fumbled greetings

mark the beginning

of cherished friendship

Secret dreams shared

Suddenly

no longer fearful

to believe

love can be true

even at first sight

Pulses quicken

at thoughts

of how kisses

would taste

upon nervous lips

Goodnight

yet not for always

Under blinking stars

beneath the twilight sky

we shared a chance meeting

you and I

The sacred moment

when two hearts beat

again

as one..

LL♥

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