Adrift I lay, surrounded by barren,
lulled by rolling tides,
in this seascape of waves I cannot muster.
For I was lost.
in this seascape of waves I cannot muster.
For I was lost.
From whence I came and where I am,
where I will be and what I will be.
For I knew not.
Heavenly flowers lain next to me,
nestled in warmth by the candling flame.
For I was overcome.
The scent of lilies
lingered.
Opened my eyes,
once I saw and now I see.
Illuminated.
For I was found.
Illuminated.
For I was found.
Within the garden of lilies I wander,
some I pick and some I hold,
close to me to remind me.
For I was captivated.
Afar I stray, to
the bed of flowers,
How fragrant!
Yet lost I am.
From whence I came and where I will be,
Alas, where am I?
The long dusty path
I cannot walk with you.
Destined to wander with disquiet solitude,
the lilies I carry have all but wilted.
And there will be no
lilies on my grave.
- KT (2022)
