MonoMyth

Monomythical mindset
like an atypical crystal,
eyes in the twilight
chaos
perceive a divide or a whole
ebon infinity swirling,
rainbow waters pouring,
until there's a story,
a hero and a journey.

Born from black waters
he rages against the rushing
tide, refuses to believe
that he's born to die.
Left handed swordsman,
with bride at his right,
to create or destroy
unsure which is the birthright.

Cleaving through shadow
they begin to divide
until two become many,
until one of the two dies.
Her essence, the vaporous
breath of life's knowledge,
his body the vessel,
feminine spirit fills his form.

Journey unfinished, he passes the river
and hastens there to quench his thirst.
Clouded and swirling
cool and satiating,
Lethian waters cloud the connection
and love--though not lost
the hero forgets his bride
drowned beneath depths inside the mind.

Wandering still he seeks to find
that which long ago was free
--outside and wild--
Pandora opened her box
and in fear, the children replaced its contents
with their mother,
a cage in which she has long slept,
waiting for the Hero to remember.