Lily

Friday's untimely Lily picking

appeared to create

untimely death.

A bud purposed

for glorious flower

torn at the stem

and carried away

from her natural home.

Lily's life
stopped short
shut down
left in the dark
atop the cluttered desk
of a cluttered life
for far too long.

Monday's sunrise
and sad discovery
of such careless
flower tending
caused me to carry Lily
lovingly home,
cut her stem,
and sink
her deep in water,

nutrition for Lily's soul.

Death seemed eminent

dry and brittle

did her bud appear.

But, Friday came

one week later.

Lily's nature unearthed.

Bud stretched towards

light and sun

achingly

arching

towards life

and purpose.

Half awake

yet still

reaching

towards life

and purpose.

Lily's life and purpose.

~Judy Morrill Young 4/2/11

Namaste