POEM FOR THE STELE OF OLYMPIA
DESTROYED BY A TEMPEST
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In the depths of the sky the gleaming stars dimmed,
the unshakable mountain stirred before me
and vanished into the hungry mouth of the sea.
I had believed the power of all fortune
never could be strong enough to topple you,
my beloved relic of a forgotten race.
Deathless Leviathan, accept my lament.
When I gaze on you I cry,
and though you’ve long been our primeval cornerstone
time has now unlocked you, and your vertebrae
lie scattered on the soil, stepped on by dogs.
Oh, the unimaginable rage and curse of god,
the pitiless thunder that always comes down on you,
the earthquakes and tempests that set themselves against
our best achievements and with sudden power
smash down the greatest of them, one upon the other.

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