Apollo

Apollo beams a ray of virtuous light
Through the darkness that clouds men's minds,
Blinds them, and puts them on a path malign,
Making their creations an inhuman sight.
The God’s pure energy sets all things right;
Since it is alive, it actively finds
Concepts and delusions most unrefined
And crushes them with innocence’s might.

I look down from the powerful sculpture,
It is but one and dark rooms so many,
Where can I find another so pure
And infused with the air of a deity?

Alas, we must cherish the truly great,
The next renaissance can no longer wait!

March 3, 2012

Upon viewing Sabin Howard’s sculpture “Apollo”