Lost daughter of Zeus
Whence came your glory
An Alexandrian Ruse
Lost the real story

The tale of the Gorgons was faulted and wrong
Medusa their leader was exalted with song
Her hair was black and sometimes braided 
Not made out of snakes like a myth that’s outdated

Her eyebrows were peaceful like cattails near ponds
With brown eyes to match like two magic wands
Her golden bronzed skin was smooth, soft and clear
And her two crimson hued cheeks often caught tears 

Her pearly white smile adorned with sunset red lips
Melted the heavens and sent earth Elysian drips
A rain from the heaven with manna sweetened drops
That left a golden nectarous honey on early morning crops

And all these features with a granduer beyond time
A loveliness so profound as to turn water into wine
It was her eyes that pulled the light of heaven to earth
In her eyes great artistic inspirations were given birth
In the eyes of fair Medusa lies a epic poem of many pages
And belies the myth passed down through many earthly ages
For in those twain brown lusterous spheres of grace
That were set like sapphires amidst her heavenly face
Was a magic so powerful as to turn the heavens with awe
A spell so sweet that all the world came one and all


For in those ancient days when many hearts were turned to stone
Medusa’s ineffable beauty through her eyes didst shown
And turned the hearts of Grecian throngs 
Into enlightened inspired cosmic songs
Then one day, the great Perseus saught her out
To save his sweet Persephone in a sickly bout
She saw his greatness, an Olympian in the land of Greece
He awed weightless, as her sight made him light with peace


So entranced by her beauty, the warrior became a poet
With hours in solitude no one didst know it
It was not the head of medusa that turned a sea beast to stone
It was the eyes of a muse whose love from heaven didst shone


Her Immortal beauty is revealed again
Born of the heavens with Apollonian pen
With a purpose burning in her heart
To help those suffering with healing arts
But as before it was not her skills that healed
But a love so pure as to make heaven revealed
And once again she turns hardened hearts into amore
For the deepest healing is the feeling a gods’ glory