Black Narcissus

Mountains form a ring

Around the loose sand

I walk the fractured earth

Belonging to my homeland

In search of the place

Where black narcissus grows

Past the final territory

Sullied by the hands of man

I catch a distinct scent

Wafting through the breeze

Ambrosia laced with asphodel

Mortality and the divine

It's what I came to find

A meadow stands before me

Black narcissus strewed across it

As far as the eye can see

I bend down and pluck a single flower

To inhale the familiar aroma

A sudden calm washes over me

Every ounce of fear vanquished

I close my eyes and let go

Of all the deep-seated pain

When I open my eyes

I see Elysium