Narcissus’s Prayer

To walk along side a pleasant blue stream

Will reveal beauty, or so it would seem

But beauty is relative to the eye

And none and nothing is more so than I

Alas! There is no beauty for me here

Or beauty anywhere so do I fear

But that is my curse, my burden to bare

My honest gift that others cannot share

‘Tis only do to my selfless nature

That these lives of grey, I do work to cure

With great attention and a bit of time

My beauty and I can make grey sublime

And yet this life of beauty is lonely

A truth those less inclined cannot see

I sit up high above the folks of old

On a pedestal of ivory and gold

Strutting so high above the common man

With no single maiden who is not a fan

I want a goddess or woman as fair

For which I could have a great love to share

Not a love to fall to my feet with praise

Or mutter with a stutter in a daze

Someone as bright and glorious as I

Someone who is strong with no need to lie

Yet I could quest around the world so wide

And never shall I find my perfect bride

So shall I give to the world my beauty

And let it out for all the world to see