THE MYTHS IN OUR WORLD: THIRD MYTH

By MARA PALAGHICIUC, EEB4, S6 FRA

THE BEGINNING… OR RATHER THE END 

Springing from the uneven earth, a tiny flower, smiles at the bright sun from above. 

White petals, surrounding a yellow heart, adorn its stem.  Daffodil, is her name… 

Perhaps, it would be better to say, that this lovely flower has quite an unexpected story. From death sprung life… So, why not explore the depths of this interesting transformation?

LIFE, LOVE AND DEATH

As she opened her eyes to the sky,

 admiring springs nearby,

 Our dearest Daffodil became upset

 as she remembered her late self…

Who am I, beloved earth, for I remember being hurt… 

Not by any physical malaise,

 if not by the most outrageous event…”

Not so long before she came

A most admired being named

Narcissus, died- Daffodil sprung right from the very spot of the demise-

The cause of death? A most unfortunate turn of events

Which lit up his heart 

And burned his existence

BEWARE OF THE CURSE

Famous Narcissus went about

-Living life as one would have-

And, when he reached adolescence

Became idolized for his magnificence

Alas! proud Narcissus wouldn’t return

The desperate love of his worshippers

Instead, he mocked them

And disdained,

Thus, sowing suffering and pain

Wherever he came…

One afflicted soul however,

Dared to curse Narcissus into a fever:

That he may love 

And not be able to grasp whatever he desired …

ALL I CAN SEE IS… ME

So, one day, wandering Narcissus 

Stopped to quench a thirst,

At a fountain.

Yet when his eyes met the pristine water

He fell in love, 

with a charming image

What do I see here, standing right beyond my touch?  It is love, is it not?

For his beauty is unlike any other I have seen,

And his presence clears the air 

Of any possible impurity!”

Indeed, he fell in love with himself, and

Forgot life was more than just a glimpse

Into the reflection of a spring

Source : https://www.salvador-dali.org/en/artwork/catalogue-raisonne-paintings/obra/455/metamorphosis-of-narcissus NEXT

WAVES OF MISERY

Oh, what torment had begun!

For, the seed of affection had already sprouted

A most sickly attachment

One, that could not satisfy

Any desire, any longing…

And, since he could not reach his lover,

He realized death would bind them forever…

One decision later, we could see

 That his lovely complexion 

Turned into a pale depiction

Of a once lively figure

And as the expiry washed away

Any remnants of misery,

Daffodil came about

And turned nothingness into wealth

A NEW LIFE…

Springing from the uneven earth,

Living life on a turf

Daffodil changed the end of the story 

And welcomed hope into the house of fallen glory

As she whispered day and night

Singing Narcissus’ lullaby

Little plants all over fields 

Spread the word and told this:

Love is not supposed to drain

Any energy left in your brain

Love is supposed to make you grow

Into the most beautiful being that the world should know”

In the next article, you’ll be able to admire the brightness of an all-adored being, and tremble before the underestimated bringer of death, while feeding knowledgeable twigs to your inner fire! Can you guess the next debunked myth? Until next time!

P.S. Don’t hesitate to put your guesses down in the comments!

Source for the featured image:https://www.liverpoolmuseums.org.uk/artifact/echo-and-narcissus   

 

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