
The Beautiful Eleni
Posted by: Maria Atalanti
Published on: 09/09/2020
Back to BlogEleni was stately advancing
amid the light that was emanating from her body
Her lips were glowing,
her fingertips were sparkling.
Her hair was shining,
her eyes were gleaming.
She was in adolescence
and it was the time of her hymeneal.
She proceeded
amidst the light that was waving around her
and knelt in front of the altar of the Goddess.
Suddenly, the statue of the Goddess moved,
the pillars trembled,
the priestesses bent down and hid their faces.
The voice of the goddess sounded
full of rage:
“How dare you, Eleni,
walk around, revealing the Immortal, Divine Beauty
among the mobs of mortals?
You were given something above the human
and you will pay with blood, both,
you and humans
for this abuse!”
The Goddess fell silent.
But young Eleni did not understand…
She just got married to Menelaus.
………………………………………………………………..
Eleni was proceeding slowly.
A nebula was following her
dense, viscous, perfumed with the myrrh of the Woman
that was flowing from her body.
Her hand reached out
and firmly touched the feet of the statue.
Goddess emerged out of the marble
and smiled cruelly.
“Follow” commanded “Paris.
Follow him to Troy.
Follow his brutal beauty
and the vigor of his youth.
He will satisfy every desire of your body
but will leave your soul hungry
and your heart dry.
Follow him because Gods
want to play
with mankind
and you are the pawn in their game”
Eleni replied:
“I will not follow Paris out of love
nor let Menelaus because of loathing.
I recognize the yarns, that wrap me
and follow your command,
oh, Goddess of beauty.
Through the centuries my soul
will vibrate for vindication
and my heart will cry
out of pain……
I shall follow the price of my Beauty “.
………………………………………………………..
Amid the clatter of battle
outside the walls of Troy,
men were dying with the vision
of Eleni in their eyes
and the desire of her kisses on their lips.
Women, in their lamentations,
were cursing the one
that was the Beauty and brought Havoc.
………………………………………………………………..
The light that was covering the presence
of Eleni was deep red.
Full of blood and lust and death.
But Eleni was beautiful!
Full of flame and warmth and sun.
She approached for once more the Goddess.
She knelt and spoke thus:
“I came, Goddess of Beauty,
back on your feet
full of blood and curses
reprehensible but immortal.
My face has not unravelled from the Beauty
despite the angry lust of Menelaus
who humiliated my existence
when he took me back.
What else do you want Goddess?
When shall I repay the price? ”
The voice of the Goddess sounded impersonal:
“The price of Beauty
will endure amid centuries, Eleni.
It will bear desire in men
hatred to the women
and you shall be the symbol of betrayal.
But being the daughter of Beauty
you shall glow
and nobody, ever,
will be able to ignore you ……
You are a torch, Eleni,
You shall be burned and shall burn,
but you shall always illuminate. ”
The sounds began to vibrate
between the columns:
“Eleni, Eleni, Eleni,
the heavens glow
the waters glow
the stars
and the universe glow.
Eleni you are glowing, gleaming from the Callus* of Divinity
and from the fiery aura of desire.
Ileus, ileus, ileus ….
Fulminant light,
eternal
that bears
beyond death,
the immortal Beauty”.
Helen collapsed on the temple plates.
Shining crimson, unique
and slowly, slowly her existence
was filled with sweetness.
It was the fulfilment of femininity.
She was not the Eleni of Sparta.
She was not the Eleni of Troy.
She was not the Eleni of Menelaus.
She was not the Eleni of Paris.
She was not the Eleni of the Greeks.
She was not the Eleni of the Trojans.
She was the Eleni of the Callus*.
She was the Eleni who revealed in the gender of human race
the beauty of Olympus.
She was the one that brought the vision
of the expectation of the divine.
This was the justification.
14 of August 2000
Photo taken from Wikipedia
Callus* – divine beauty
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