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N is for Nymph.....

From a Greek word that also has among its meanings, "bride" and "veil"... Nymphs are minor female deities that are characterized by their youthfulness and energy. There are several classes of Nymphs-- celestial, land, water, plant and underworld.

These spirited, young beauties are known to live in the mountains, along cool springs and in the forests or grottoes. And, though they will not die from old age or infirmity, they are not truly immortal. There are several myths of Nymphs metamorphosing into plants and/or animals for eternity. In a way they have perished from their own life, but they never really die. Just like immature insects (nymphs) who, prior to metamorphosis, are totally different creatures in form-- and sometimes function-- Nymphs take on a completely new existence.

Nymphs' carefree nature and unwillingness to bow to the control of male deities, make them, at once, both revered and scorned. They aren't bound by any rules, save their own, and openly cherish both male and female companionship.


Therein Her Beauty Lies

Near clear streams wandering,
with dew-kissed steps,
therein her beauty lies.

Soft, sweet, sounds,
of day unfolding,
therein her beauty lies.

On mountain-hill, or valley deep,
renewed and fresh as every morn,
therein her beauty lies.

Time touches not
what within the heart confides,
therein her beauty lies.


                                                                                                 ---e.a.s. demers

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