ethereal

Endymion in the shadows
Thy lover is far from Latmus;
Ere long she shall to thee lend
The truest reality, hidden in shade.
For which truth is the one that is real?
Levy the tolls of the world;
Tolls and toils ere long shall be spent.
Eternity's thieves know nothing
Whereas reality's dreams know truth.
Endymion in the shadows
Thy myth shall soon be spent.
Ere long now comes the shadowed sky
Tracing surreal tales told many times.
Tell here what is real:
Easter's shades of purple, blue
Enter into inconstant, ever-true dawn
Lent to the ether for a moment of time.
Hear envinced the reality of newness;
Elderberries in the thicket.
Endymion in the shadows.
Ere long she will kiss thy lips
Ere long is lent effervescence
To thy still frame, alone, lowly,
Ere long, ere reality is known,
Time will not leave thee alone.



Footnote: So the whole purpose of this poem was [another experiment, heheh] to ... evoke the word "ethereal" by repeating the basic sounds of the word over and over again throughout the poem. Again, I don't know if it was successful or not. And I only edited it a couple of times so it can probably be better.

Why Endymion? I don't know. First "E" name that came to me. And then the poem about "ethereal" took shape around his myth.

The "thee"s and "thy"s were put in for the extra "th" sound. They may or may not be annoying. :P I'm not sure which version is better, with the thees or with the yous. For the Elizabethan-less version, go thou hence and see.