Reincarnated Beauty
I am a lily rising to the sun
Blooming for a moment
Wilting follows fifteen minutes of fame
Beauty to be admired and remembered
Photographed and stashed away
Living for a time in general obscurity
In the oppressing intensity of time
Dying back to the bulb
Only to rise once again after winter
Reaching for the sunlight
Reflecting the treasure of the bulb
Stored away for spring reincarnation
Another moment of glory revisited
Only to experience the fragility of life
Wilting once again at days end
Turning inward to feed the bulb
Till once again the treasure
Is opened once more
Photo: Dwight l. Roth