Icarus’ Descent
In a landscape vast and wide, where dreams take flight and fall,
The tale of Icarus unfolds, a lesson to us all.
With wings of wax and heart of fire, he soared toward the sun,
Yet in his hubris, fell from grace, his journey now undone.
In fields below, the world moved on, unheeding of his plight,
A poignant tale of dreams pursued, and hubris’ fateful flight.
Fallen Dreamer
In the quiet of the morning, where whispers softly play,
The fall of Icarus reminds, of dreams that led astray.
With lofty goals and burning heart, he reached beyond his grasp,
Yet in the end, his fragile wings could not the sun outlast.
In every life, in every dream, a caution we must heed,
To temper hope with wisdom’s light, and not succumb to greed.
Tragic Flight
In landscape vast, where Icarus fell,
A tale of pride and flight does tell.
With wings of wax, he soared so high,
Yet sun’s embrace brought his goodbye.
In fields below, where life goes on,
The world, unknowing, greets the dawn.
In silent waves, the sea does mourn,
The fall of Icarus, dreams forlorn.
In landscape painted, life contrasts,
The farmer toils, the sailor casts.
While Icarus, in hubris bold,
Falls from the sky, his story told.
So here we stand, with lessons clear,
Of dreams too high, of fate severe.
In landscape vast, where Icarus fell,
A tale of pride and flight does tell.
