See the Sea

A little lake is all it takes,

to let Narcissus find he thinks he never fakes

his beauty, his body without flaws,

but he couldn't refuse to look at his reflection, because

he had the urge, a sting,

like a lightning bolt from the Olympian Gods their King.

In another land with another thought

where Thor, Freya, Odin and Fenrir fought

the lightning of the first ached the sky.

A beautiful sight, no one could deny.

Whether there's lightning in the real sky, or in one’s soul

you may find yourself; not in control.

But that shan't throw you off your feet,

be the king of the sky; the Celestial Sphere,

above Poseidon's fleet,

speak for what you stand, be a voice the people need to hear.