Psyche

Psyche was a butterfly.

Her soul was a dream,

fluttering on iridescently

designed wings.

She took her Love

and believed in him,

but they were parted.

Any and all happiness

was a dream.

 

She could only

close her eyes and

dream of what was.

What is was painful,

so she sank into her mind.

 

Beauty was jealous

and made Psyche suffer.

Tasks were assigned;

Psyche’s hands moved

but mind did not.

She dreamed of what was.

She locked her love away

inside her soul

and created winter

in her fingers.

 

Love awoke and stole

Psyche away from

her pain.

The feelings simmering

in her mind blossomed.

Psyche metamorphosed

from her cocoon

of loneliness and darkness.

Her mind and her soul

became one intertwined

by the threads that

bound her to Love.

Author's Note

My favorite myth in Greek mythology is the tale of Eros (Love) and Psyche. Psyche fell in love with Eros, but she wasn't allowed to see his face. When she did, Eros left him. Psyche dragged herself to Aphrodite, Eros's mother, and placed herself under her service. Aphrodite made her complete tasks, and, on the last one, Eros saved her. The two married; simultaneously, Psyche was transformed into a goddess. Psyche became the goddess of the soul, her symbol being a butterfly. It is my believe that the ancient Greeks felt that the mind and the soul were one because the current study of the mind is called "psychology." In fact, the mind is sometimes referred to as "the psyche." I love butterflies with all my soul. Now you see why.

Reviews

[Lily Mae]

This is pure magic..and beautiful..xo

[V.J.C.]

I really liked this, it was well written a flowed nicely. I enjoyed this, thanks for the read.