Penelope

You cross on the sea, things are never the same, salt is in your being, danger in your eyes, fame resides with your gait, does it bring other lies, perfume rises in the heat, bourne on gentle waves, love beckons at your feet, how you hold the line, you cannot say, even if it makes you wise, a prayer outside the sacristy, bright rubies for your days, enjoy a silken probity, beyond the burning fire, someone chants your name, a smell of sandalwood rises, truth is never easy, essence of turbulent ways, chained to your odyssey, your heart is ablaze.