Icarus flew too close to the sun and fell to the earth as his wings of wax melted

But what they don’t tell you is

Daedalus watched
His child fall

Had to retrieve the body
From the depths of waves
Smooth the feathers
From his face
The scraps of what remained
Of the wings
He had built for him

The last laugh of his victory
Etched on his face
(Joy even in burning
Because he had been so close)

Happiness is reserved for those
Who know their place between gods and earth
(Sun and Sea)

Icarus had loved the sun
And so Daedalus lost his