I have in a vase, Mikasa crystal, a gift to my mother,
Now returned to me after her passing, two sprays of
Stargazer lilies, young, bold, beautiful, and dramatic.
One pure white, bought as buds, that I might watch them
Blossom, opening their centers to the light.
It is said by those who speak the language of flowers,
The meaning of these fragrant flowers can be one
Of wealth and prosperity. The white variety can
Dress down to express purity and sympathy. We
Morbidly place them upon closed coffins, not daring
To see what lies within.
The pink stargazer, the other visitor in that vase,
Adds a new layer to the rich legacy of lilies.
Lilies, seen a deeply spiritual and philosophical metaphor.
The stargazer lily, unique and rather exotic hybrid
Adored and sought-after of all varieties. It is she that
Enchants the vase!
I watched them again in this morning’s light, reminded
White stargazer lilies characterize a sense of purity,
Often used as an expression of sympathy. There is
No more sympathy here, the days of mourning past,
The time of healing present; though many a night
I shed tears of sorrow for her that’s gone and passed.
The calla lilies are in bloom again. Such a strange flower,
Suitable to any occasion. I carried them on my wedding
Day and now I place them here in memory of something
That has died.
Sharing their conjoined space, pink stargazers, Symbolic of
Wealth and prosperity, and the white a symbol of death or
Love, Their beauty is not questioned. Their scent is that of charnel
Houses, in ancient Egypt, heady and sickly, but a reminder
That with beauty comes death.
Could this be why I gaze at them in hope and longing?