“My Lord?” She asks. He speaks: “I cherish you,
“Dear queen. No other man has ever known-
“A wife so noble, steadfast, brave and true.
“And yet, I played a part, was not alone,
“But strove an equal there wth Gods and men,
“In actions bards will sing through all the years.
“I need to share such special hours again.”
The great Queen speaks, her cheeks wet with tears.
“And what of me? I prayed that Zeus might spare-
“Your life, might save our island kingdom too;”
And so He has. Would you come once more then dare-
To test His patience? Is not rest your due?
“My love,” He says, “It’s Zeus who bids me go,
“To sail into the sunrise, past those straits-
“That guard our little inland sea, and know-
“I have no choice. We answer to our fates.”
But Gods deal fairly when they don’t destroy!
Who knows? Out there maybe another Troy!! …