Orpheus Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

ORPHEUS is my chosen myth for my own existence! Jung used to ask people by what myth did they live, that phrasing is not quite right but you get the drift - There are patterns which recur again and again which the myths reveal. In your poem Orpheus descends almost like a god, certainly a demi-god, and his presence animates things and creatures. He doesn't appear to do anything beyond manifesting himself, but that is enough. It's an epiphany: for that sacred moment everyone is focused and alert, only positive emotions are felt, only good can be manifest. That's what your poem does: during the time we read it, we are filled with divine light, we shine! Although he ascends at the end, there are traces of his beauty and truth left behind, inside of us! May he return again... soon!