drawing by marguerita
You think Heaven is safe?
We have a population of demi-gods,
Satyrs,nymphs,fauns, the playful
Spirits of wild places,
Astral entities who loiter about.
When we denied these the freedom of heaven
We compensated them
With their grottoes and crags,their woods and their
Their dells and knolls.In all these sanctuaries
We should protect them.
Imagine their fears
Since the uncontrollable Lycaon
Plotted against me, and attempted
To do away with me- Jove,King of Heaven,
Whose right hand
Rests among thunderheads and whose left
Sways the assemblies of heaven!
The gods roared their outrage.
Mankind recoiled stunned
As the world's ending and
The very air hallucinated horrors.
The corruption of mankind
Rose to my nostrils,here in heaven,
As a stench of putrid flesh.
Seeking better news of the species
I left Olympus, and in the shape of a man
Walked the earth.
If I were to recount, in every detail,
How man has distorted himself
With his greed,his lies,his indifference,
The end of time,I think,
Would overtake the reckoning.
from Tales from OVID