Tuesday, September 29, 2009

This is called self love


When narcissus died the pool of his pleasure changed from a cup of sweet waters into a cup of salt tears,and the Oreads came weeping through the woodland that they might sing to the pool ans give it comfort.

and when they saw the pool that had changed into cup oif tears,they loosened the green tresses of their hair and cried to the pool and sais,''we do not wonder that you should mourn in this manner for Narcissus ,so beautiful was he''

''but was Narcissus beautiful?''said the pool.''who should know better than you?''answered the Oreads.''he used look down at you and in the mirror of your waters he would mirror his own beauty''


and the pool answered,''But I loved Narcissus because,as he lay on my banks and looked down at me,in the mirror of his eyes I saw ever my own beauty mirrored''


(poems in prose)

5 comments:

Jack said...

H M,

Mutual admiration?

Take care

sheeza said...

The true factor of life is to saw what u r rather what other person is and that's the beauty i found in this. so brilliantly explained the beauty and its existence

thumbs up(:

Sakshi said...

Beautiful.
Beauty truly lies in the eyes of the beholder- and if its you- then you see no one but yourself.

Solo Life said...

really awesome

Heavenly Muse said...

@ jack
yup...it can come under this haeding as well''mutual admiration''
@ sakhshi
thank for ur consideration and comment
@ solo life
awesome people find everything awesome..haina
@ sheeza
agreed dear..