Lilies bloom around a withered soul,
Encouraging lavish dreams to arise
While darkness tries to console
An abused heart's woeful cries.
Their lustrous ivory petals harness the innocence
The world seems to have forgotten;
Haunted smiles laced with wistfulness
Are reflected in the tears of the fallen.
Their stems root themselves in a heart,
Breathing life back into the broken;
Elegance and light transcend the dark,
An allocution that is wiser than the words unspoken.
Beauty is birthed from pain
While silence serenades the overwhelmed,
Allowing for peace to be attained
And lessons to have been beheld.
