Lilies

	    Rooted in hope, floating in doubt-
            Each a lily in the pond
	    Of the other's soul.

	    He, Star Lily, reflects:
	    "There is a depth in your waters
	    My roots cannot reach."

            She, Sky Lily, replies:
	    "That depth conceals a place
	    Where the void must root instead."

	    He, Star Lily, all solace:
            "Fill that unhealthy hole
	    With our blooming friendship."

	    She, Sky Lily, all sadness:
            "That hole, that wound, is war's price--
            Filled with snapped stems and shredded petals."

             He, Star Lily, with conviction:
	     "Grievous compost, mulch of remembrance,
             Let me reach and not repeat." 

	    Rooted in hope, floating in doubt-
	    Each a lily in the pond
	    Of the other's soul.