Apollo's Lament

N octurnes float on midnight windS
I nviting to all, as was to men the beauty of HelenA
C rescendos soaring gloriously unto Zeus's halL
H eavenly and pure is the music of ApollO
O h, how sorrowfully plays, fairest of all youtH
L onging reverberates in his song, so moving is his musiC
A love lost grief felt by both he and I
S trains more radiant and diverse than the awesome colors of DawN
P erchance to see his ephemeral love, he gazes into shadoW
A las! No fair form fills his vision, though he sees from Olympus to AfricA
T he maid that so impassioned him has gone and broken the heart of this
immortaL
R elentlessly he sings of a desolate, cold, eternal nighT
I nto the mists he goes, weeping upon his golden lyrE
C omes yet, one final note, with a hope so vulnerable as to inspyR
K notting, building, echoing, transcending the starS
The god of the sun does not dwell in darkness long.

A/N: Yay! I actually got reviews! *claps happily* Thanks guys. And, I guess
I'll give MW a cookie since you nicely reviewed all of them. Okay, I made
it much easier, I'm sure everyone can figure it out now. The first bit is
Nicholas, spelled forwards and backwards, the second is Patrick and
Walters.
: ) Thanks for reading. : )