Repercussions of the Gods

Off the top of a cliff, in the middle of a thick forest

Drop by drop, golden liquid pours forth until a river runs over

Over into a creek, now such a divine sight

Bedrocks shaped like hearts are sitting along the shore

A pool filling up, growing deeper with swelling emotions

Two swans sitting on the surface, foreheads pressed together, each with a single black feather

Surrounding trees spew out the corpse of a wild bear, now void of any pride and glory

Vultures enter for the prize on the shore

To pick at flesh and look for more

Another sacrifice appears there

Blood dripping from a boar, staining the rocks and leaking into the golden pond

Crimson coloring now sparkles and shines with the sunlight

Sun sitting in it’s hottest hour; sun brings the pond to a boil

Heat growing in the breasts of those birds, still they’ll love each other until they’re gone

A fire fueled by the light and heat brings the trees and creatures to defeat

Those stone hearts now the only mementos of a beautiful environment

All because the Gods loved the light so much that they never thought about what the heat may do to such a glorious sight