one of my favourite flowers is the water lily
growing in darkness
deep down in the muddy depths of still water, she feeds on the silt and the detritus that settles from above,
nurtured in that darkness, knowing her unlikely planning
she sends up her sinuous stem with sepals like a blind peering snout reaching to the light
she relenquishes her starlike beauty, sun-like eye open
unblinded by her own loveliness.
dark and light
mud and clarity
seeing and unseeing
anchored and reaching
it seems to express the duality
and beauty of life
growing in darkness
deep down in the muddy depths of still water, she feeds on the silt and the detritus that settles from above,
nurtured in that darkness, knowing her unlikely planning
she sends up her sinuous stem with sepals like a blind peering snout reaching to the light
she relenquishes her starlike beauty, sun-like eye open
unblinded by her own loveliness.
dark and light
mud and clarity
seeing and unseeing
anchored and reaching
it seems to express the duality
and beauty of life
