White Lily

A Lily so tall,

Our hearts you call,

To roar like thunder,

Our fears set asunder.

Your white petals you bring,

That crown you King,

Dance with dews,

Free of all blues.

Your leaves that shine,

As though divine,

Bathe in white lights,

Hidden from dark nights.

Your lean stem that sways,

As we watch in daze,

Sway with such passion,

With such compassion.

Yet you must take flight,

Into the dark night,

To fight for what’s right,

Much like a Knight.

This you must fight,

While I write:

Spread your wings,

My Lily of Kings.