Eternal Beauty

                                                  (For Narcissus)

Narcissus came every morning

to a little, quiet lake.

Marveling his own beauty  

he was letting hours to pass by.

The gods got jealous and offended.

“Such beauty isn’t for this world”.

”He doesn’t pray and barely remembers

who gave to him this godly gift.”

“I’m absolutely gorgeous!”

one morning Narcissus yelled out.

His voice was still vibrating,

when he was drowning in the lake.

The gods had named,

as a reminder, a pretty flower after him.

And Narcissus is every flower

that never looks towards the gods.

“Narcissus, were art thou

dear Narcissus?”

the little lake was mourning

every day.

“You used to see him every morning”,

the sun once whispered to the lake.

“Was he so beautiful, so perfect,

as everyone was used to say?”

“Well, I haven’t really noticed”

the lake responded to the sun.

“Into his eyes - reflected,

I used to see how beautiful I am.”