Eos the Goddess of the Dawn

There is another tale to tell of one poor goddess whose days do not end well.

Of gods and goddesses who light the skies with tangled webs which stretch up high.

Take Eos the Goddess of the Dawn
She who starts and ends the day forlorn

For she would have chased across the skies many loves and lovers whose love each night died.

For one day Aphrodite cursed her well
So here right now Her tale I tell.

As Eos shines upon the Earth she accompanies The Sun God but marries Astraeus and gives birth to both the Morning and the Evening stars. To the winds of the directions which blow from afar.

She next was wanton and she was not very chaste she carried off mere mortals with very great haste. There were many here from the earth below who would bathe in her rosy glow.

Then one day in the heavens above Eos rises again in love. The god who was the object of her desire set her heart and soul on fire. Ares was this beautiful God's name. And on this day he set her aflame.

She drove her chariot as fast as it would fly right across the morning sky. Her saffron robes they flew apart to reveal her beating and pulsating heart.

Ares could not pull away from her soft glow not now today. So off to bed they did go. Both basking in that rosy glow.

Now Ares was Aphrodite's man
So when she found out she cursed them all she can. She crashed around in the dark before dawn and cursed poor Eos to wake everyday forlorn

And to always fall in love each day and waste her time in disappointment and dismay

So now you know about the Goddess of the Dawn of Eos the Goddess of the morn. She who rides across the skies with the tears of love and lust that she always cries.

Another bardic tale from Greece