Sirens, ships, snakes and leaves
Sadness, songs, strings, and grief
Footprints of a soul revered by the gods
Ghost past the underworld, music halts
Whispers echo in that cave
Wait, wait, wait-
A faint light, gleaming in the dark
A haunting voice taunts from afar
Omens, prophecies, rivers, and dreamy, numbered days
Forests, nymphs, secrets and drunken, maenadic disarray
Melodies float down the streams of Heberus
And wash him away to the lands of Lesbos
Orpheus keeps reaching
For the light of his life
Playing his lyre
Up in the skies
Stars fall like snowflakes
A symphony of their own
Lyra, the name of the constellation
Is his home.