Thalia's Twin
No one remembers me,
For they turned their eyes away;
To look upon my sister fair,
In her "dying day";
Our father, Zeus,
Through mighty power;
Turned her into a tree,
Standing tall, beautiful as could be;
I, Ceilia, am her twin,
Who fought along side;
The wondrous Thalia,
Who in Father's eyes, shines forever bright;
I, too, met her fate,
Though not through loving hand;
Facing down angered Demeter,
To save Thalia, and our own clan;
Cursed was I,
Now to stand;
Eternity of my life,
Along beside the sea;
In enemy territory,
As a daughter of Zeus;
That's how my father,
Now saw me;
Lonesome palm,
Swaying in the wind;
Seen by one,
And all;
Did you ever think,
When you saw me;
Truly that the tree,
Could've been me;
Or, dear mortal,
Did you believe;
I was the only one
Left after a storm;
Thalia guards,
The Fleece of Lore;
That's what modern
Texts say;
While, I, her twin,
Stand with Posiden;
Alone here,
Watching over the Bay.
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