In ancient Greece there was an oracle,
World famous as the most viable -
Source of information of the inevitable,
For supplicants on the grounds, unstable.
A temple was erected to the god Apollo,
At the location where the processions would go
To consult the High Priestess, Pythia,
Clad in a serpent that today invades Florida.
It was said that she would hiss the words,
In sibilant hexameters that were preserved by scribes,
And later interpreted by the knowing lords,
To open eyed recipients, at the end of long rides.
Some of the questions pertained to brides,
Some were in regard to a potential journey,
Some perhaps could not easily be described.
All were deeply personal and equally worthy.
Although there were supposed usages of drugs,
Lascivious orgies, blood rituals, pagan gods,
Mystery religions, monuments in mountainous ascendency,
What I find most interesting and magically
Is that the questions/answers came in the form of poetry.