to wander and shine

Apollo knew not what spurned him that day
to turn away from his immortal chore
leaving Sol hung aloft the western shores
as he ventured his first mortal foray

into a world of consequence, unknown
to a god who knew only perfection,
sang to by muses at his conception
and gifted a golden orb as his throne.

His first human words were met with surprise
by women who melted with rapture
and hatred by men, jealous to capture
his elysian voice, envy their demise

for when they slit the god's throat
they lost the stars, moon, and music's last note