I think about myself in an amazing way.
The thought comes to mind like a picture.
The north wind blowing like the strongest man,
making ripples in the water in front of me.
I look down into the shining ripples of the fish that jump near me.
I notice a beautiful reflection and I drop down on my knees,
to wonder, to find, to know.
And then, as I drop, the reflection becomes more clear, like a mirror, the water reflects me.
The green girl, staring,
She never speaks,
never utters a word,
Until the end of her story,
Written by Liv Dentoni 2015 (edited 2018)
Copyright © 2018, Liv Dentoni
This poem is about Narcissus and (Echo, who is only present in some tellings of the myth). Narcissus is a greek man, so absorbed in himself, he saw his reflection in a lake, planted himself there for the rest of his life, entranced by the reflection. Echo is the nymph, who I reference as the ‘green girl’, who in the myth can only repeat what others say and loves him, and at one point in time, Narcissus says “I love you” (to himself), and echo repeats it until they both die, Narcissus leaving a flower, and Echo only leaving her voice.
Narcissus is the root of the word narcism, and how the narcissus flower got it’s name. In the myth, after he died, he became a flower.
Read a few versions of they myth at: https://www.ancient.eu/Narcissus/
There are many version of all greek myths, and this is how I heard it.