Stars shine brightly on winter nights,
Breath in frosty streams, beholding
Orion and his belt, high club wielding,
Sword-bearing sky hunter since Greco-
Roman times, Poseidon’s son, from
Horizon depths ascending, reassuring
To Mediterranean fisher-folk.
On clear evenings, why in admiration
Do I upward gaze? My ancient kinship
And retinue to trident-bearing sea god,
Nereid siblings in swimming praise,
Winter skies and swelling tides, Orion
Over watching ocean isles, labours of
Fisher-folk plying azure waves.
O! Bright Orion, star-songs I make, my
Prayers to thee from windswept shores,
Daughter of sea and Nereus, bronze fish
wave winging, Pleiades plunging, under
Apricot skies, muses residing on island
Shores, sweet refrains of lyre and lute
Cascading starlit evening skies.
Stout hunter, Orion, thy sword hilted, by
Pale moonlight, ancient rites, memories of
Wresting this sea-maiden from winter seas
To your noble side, not in pointed pain but
Beams of divine pleasure, earthly ties set
Free, spirit impassioned, heart bounding
Upon starry heights, I gave myself to thee.
In this poem, Thera reveals more about her ancient
past, memories of Orion as mythological hunter and
the significance of the constellation in Greek and