• Irises

    Feeling grief and pain
    Stumbling blind through the world ;
    Nowhere to turn; No one to turn to.
    I have lost my only love.
    There is nothing I can feel
    Worse than this blow.
    The sky is gray,
    The air humid and fetid.
    To me, you were everything.
    And now you are gone.

    I am weary. How can I go on?
    I do not know how to live alone.

    In this transition between spring and summer,
    I saw them unexpectedly – Irises.
    A great cluster of purple dragon heads,
    Proudly rearing atop green stalks.
    Bending down to watch them, my breath pauses:
    For it seems they are bending down
    To tell me to carry myself with grace
    And dignity.
    And that dragons in the heavens watch the antics of mortals,
    Coiled in purple, scaled serendipity upon roiling rainclouds
    In heavenly temples.
    Content with the peace and wisdom that comes with having
    A dragon’s heart.