Helios

Screen_shot_2017-12-05_at_08.50.24by Patrick Howse21 Aug 2014

The smudged sun dips
To stain the city gold,
Anointing the little girl
With glory.

For the first time
She recognises the charioteer
God, and speeds him away
With a wave and a blown kiss.

She has the joyous instincts
She was born with;
Her cast shadow
Hides my face.