


My beautiful lilium bloomed again this year.
Secrets never revealed in the light of day
Hidden, too frightened to come out to play
too slow to burn
too fast to catch
Too shadowy to be your object
to aim and strike at
I remain with a watchful eye
like a creature in the night
Watching the bright stars fall and fade away
Smile in the grey shade
Resilience is the key to the dream.

