As Narcissus oh so loved himself
So I love the narcissus myself.
His own reflection inspired his love
But his love contained as hand in a glove.
But my love is naturally inspired
As they show from down below quite transpired
From below the warming of the spring soil
Nature’s reward for our Autumnal toil?
Poor Narcissus fell into the mere
Echo devastated, loved him clear,
Spent her days in a cave dejected
Listening to her own voice reflected.
My love is for all that nature issues
Emerging bouquets of floral tissues.
Now they are beginning to show themselves,
Brought to life, I muse, by the earthly Elves.
All so fragile and yet so strong we know,
Withstanding the wind, rain, hail and snow,
Such colours dancing in the frigid breeze
While the rest of us simply stand and freeze.
They bring a joy, and our hearts are entranced
Reflections clear and all are enhanced.
They say that happiness begins within
So love all your reflections and begin.
Begin a new life, your reflected glory
Realise who you are and live your story.
Listen not to the preachers of gloom
And believe not in your own dire doom.
An ending is the start of action
So look forward without contraction
A new life beckons for you to love
The answer, reflected from above.
Reflection, yes, to your vibration,
What’er you think is your motivation,
Bringing exactly your replication.
So think with care your desired reflection!
© David Tenneson – 2017