Lilly Hope
Oh lilly laid resting on the surface,
Stretched petals keep your body balanced
And the water depths cannot consume you.
Your beauty, it pushes away my blue,
As your purple hue swivels on water.
Watch you float away, flowing on a tide,
But the spinning will stop, and you will drop,
Into that bottomless chasm, dark, lost.
Oh reality, go then, devour!
My dreams are just a fragile flower!
What is a puny plant, this weakling stalk...
Next to giant seas, made by moon walks.
https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/4laiwg/totality/d3lxud2
https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/4k7ji6/ascension/d3dnejb
Posted Jun 15, 2016, 11:02 AM UTC
Just came back from yoga so this is perfect.
This reads like something you would envision during a Buddhist meditation, though their imagery is a flower rising from mud to bloom (how we ascend from earthly attachments to bloom into our own enlightenment) so it's interesting so see how it's still so fragile. Much like enlightenment, even if it is obtained, it can still be lost.
But the flower dies, and so do we. But if we managed to bloom we can ascend into nirvana.
But I agree with u/essentialsalts, the rhyming is all over the place.