A Keeper of Secrets

 

These stones lie silent

as the graven images

upon their infinite repose.

 

The gods they composed

sanctuary for great Zeus

deity of sky and thunder.

 

Olympian of the thunderbolt

your temple lies in ruins

marked by scattered remains

 

in your dry and rocky domain.

Gold and ivory, your effigy

sat eons upon a gilded throne.

 

Until the centuries flown

to Romans terrified by secrets

stopped Zeus's mouth forever.

 

For a secret known to gods

is known to all.