Homeric

Oh to live the life Homeric
The earth not walked but strode upon
By heroes gallant and maidens fair
And claim now as in the days bygone
Above common courage, the heroic
 
Can common clay put on the higher
Break earthly shackles by which we're bound
And will indomitable daring wear
That voice in triumph and glory sound
Rousing others to such hope aspire
 
That this day should dawn majestic  
Beneath brilliant skies or blackened storm
Whether fate or chance, either to dare
And in the malestorm of trial form
Not just life heroic but life authenic
 
To be as such in mortal keen
Who never by the gods were sired
Both wound and crown be prized to wear
Proud victors in our trial by fire
Evincing an earned, more mythic sheen
 
Oh, of such to dream, and such inspire
The mythic reborn in days as ours
To breath free the incense of rarer air
Beneath the aether which bears the stars
At length, alone to each,, what we of life require