Landscapes - Merging With the Lilies

The day smelled of light living Of loud laughs and hearty hugs The day shined with the rays of a ferocious sun And seemed to shout at me to get out of my cocoon And draw its beauty on a painting Such a one which would remain etched On souls' admiring glances for eons on end! I thus walked out of my one room apartment With my materials and faced the glares of people A woman claiming to be an artist is still unheard of Still I sat in a corner of the bus station There where I knew everyone would see me And started painting! I painted myself, as I saw me and not As the rest of the world did Pray, I painted myself seated on swing In an orchard, an orchard laden with juicy fruits And blossoming flowers I sat and relished the upward flow of the swing While the white lilies scattered everywhere Turned gradually dark red Pray, I propelled myself up to the skies But, left, a part of me in the flowers The white lilies shall be me While being for the rest an unexplained mystery! The Unexplained Mystery

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