Ode to Narmis
Goddess of the Golden Sky
Narmis, the grandeur of thy heart With threads connecting far and near, Bids all the happy clouds to part, And forms the words I’ll one day hear In hopeful rays of cheer.
Thy love-lit lamp ignites my soul, Thy laureled hair, thy smiling face, Thy rainbow airs have taken hold Of life now shining at a pace I strive not to control.
Lo! should the sweetness of thy breath Disturb Apollo’s faithful steeds, And send his chariot tumbling free, The god would meet a pleasant death, Divinity complete!
The gods only think they are immortal. Narmis (nar-MEESE) is the never-before-revealed true name of Daphne, who pretended to be a mere nymph. Inspiration for Ode to Narmis came from classic mythology and from two poems. One was the first poem I ever memorized. The other was the most recent poem I memorized forever:
