Tiger Lily
The earthen plot in the grass
was the stage for the fairy realm,
My imagination tended as a child.
Tying blades to form huts for ants
digging up worms as mascots.
This grounding was quiet meditation
Rescuing a soul that was subjected.
Creating a persona of womanhood
that was powerful and clothed in
the colors of nature’s fragrant flowers.
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