Echoes of Olympus: The Breath of Gaia and the Sky

Before time's breath, when all was still, Gaia lay alone, her heart void and chill. No sky above, no ocean's deep, The earth was barren, and silence did seep.

No winds to stir, no rains to pour, No life to flourish, no life to adore. In longing and solitude, Gaia did call, To Chaos, the boundless, the primal of all.

“From this emptiness, bring me a flame, A being to love, with no name, no frame. For in this stillness, I dwell in pain, Grant me a partner, or I’ll break in vain.”

From Chaos, a whisper, a voice so vast, “From your heart and mine, the heavens will last. A force shall arise, born of earth and air, To fill the void, and answer your prayer.”

Thus, from the deep void, Uranus came to be, The sky itself, as endless as the sea. A lover to Gaia, in unity they twined, The earth and the sky, forever aligned.

Their love took root, and from their embrace, The waters arose, to fill empty space. From Erebus and Nyx, Thalassa was born, The sea’s tranquil beauty, the ocean’s mourn.

And as Gaia and Uranus, in passion did bloom, Life began stirring, filling the room. From their union, the Titans did rise, Unfurling the skies, the lands, and the seas.

The Cyclopes, masters of craft and might, The Hecatoncheires, with endless hands to fight, The Erinyes, whose vengeance did burn, And the Giants, whose fury would turn.

From Gaia’s embrace and Uranus’s reign, The world was shaped, through love and pain. No longer barren, the earth came alive, And in their union, all life did thrive.