Parthenos - Ryan Markovitz (A.W. Dreyfoos Jr. School of the Arts, Eleventh Grade)
He, a ruler amongst men—once a son; someone’s
gift from the heavens, hailed as a miracle child.
She, a beaut among women—once a daughter; left
behind by her society of truth and order, long
awaiting a journey that had passed some time ago.
Up on the mountain of power comes forth new rule, a
story of power untold, yet written with haste so strange.
A faceless-nomad guides the sides of two to the land.
On the edge appears a distant memory, someone’s
match found with guidance against a common foe.
In the ancient city is a strange hand, an
anonymous symbol of light and hope that’s left unmarked.
When they meet is a blessing, grave
heart is the vibe made for the moment on the fields.
Of all things is this place is treacherous, of
all things this place is cleared of the bad that covered the green.
To which they finally meet, resting
on the edge of the world in a moment of peace; quiet
and concise, clear minds of everything just.
And all this to think that they were just eighteen.
From above the storms comes the winds,
which blow fiercely with all their strength, of
every power in the air with limited freedom.