Worthy
by Raven Kaldera
Of all the fair goddesses
Who give their gifts of love and beauty,
You are the one most concerned
With Worth.
What are you worth? you ask, and we twist
In our discomfort - how can you ask this?
Should we not all be equal in worth
In the eyes of love? Except, of course,
For those whom we despise. But how
To put a price on love, on devotion,
On desire? How can that be sacred?
Is it not wrong to be so material?
You laugh, like birdsong and bells.
How much devotion are you worth?
How much trust, how much honesty?
I ask because you sell yourself too short,
As so many do. In believing you should
Have no price, you give yourself dirt cheap
And with no expectation of value.
If you do not know your worth, you will not
Value yourself. Set a price, and stick to it.
Do not settle
Do not settle.
Do not settle.
This is the mantra of the Vanadis,
Who knows that four nights with her
Are well worth the most beautiful jewel
Ever made.