A while ago I was asked to find out some information about "Artemis". In response I wrote this short poem. It's not profound but I thought someone might like it.Artemis the Huntress
Artemis the huntress, lady of the beasts,
With sickle moon and silver bow she rides the winds of east
In her quiver - moonbeams, the arrows for her bow
She shoots them from a crescent moon to light the earth below.
The forests and the mountains, a legacy from Zeus.
A wilderness, like Artemis, with spirit wild and loose.
Stags to draw her chariot, and a pack of wild hounds
The Goddess of the maiden moon, the night her hunting ground.
Artemis the archer, with her unfailing aim
Took up Apollo's challenge and played a fateful game
"That's the target in the distance" her jealous brother said
She raised her bow and sent the shot that killed Orion dead.
Filled with grief and sorrow, she turned Orion into stars
And shot him to the heavens, where reborn he shines afar
With her nymphs her sole companions, still she hunts with silver bow
And Orion hunts the night time sky . . .
"As is above, so is below"