There,
High up on the exalted green perimeter
Of the Ornamental Garden,
Stood one white intrepid flower,
Surrounded by her yet-to-be-born sisters,
Blushing at her own unscheduled audacity
While drinking from the warm, sweet reservoir
Of an early summer sun.
Why she,
The one white blossoming flower
"Girls with White Flowers and Lanterns" Painting by Singer Sargent |
Chose to be so courageous
While the others kept their distance,
Lacking the necessary resolve,
Is just one more manifestation
Of that Great Unanswered Question,
The Mystery of Life.
Or perhaps
She simply responded,
Without any need for coaching,
To the Siren Call of Being,
Deciding then and there that
One cannot wait for others
Who might not be quite ready
For the flowering of their souls
Or the delicate scent
And ravishing color
Of their own
Inimitable,
Unspeakable,
Irresistible
Beauty.
Ross Bachelder
June 19, 2012