on the Odyssey
Look deeper Odysseus
You have seen every move
And all end in tragedy
Go back
Undo your meticulous planning
And see the inverted path
There, you see now
Standing on the precipice
As she flies from your open arms
You, Odysseus, cannot fly
And cannot heal her
Others have caged her
And nearly killed her
You must shape the world
So that she may fly
Hold her with open palms
And let her mend her wings
Strong Odysseus, Shaper of worlds
Shape the world Odysseus
That she may fly
Give her a world to fly in
So that she may fly away