Saintpaulia

~2005~

Saintpaulia sitting on the sill, how beautiful you are!

Growing there since I was a babe, but never said "au revoir."

What is your secret oh bud of my youth? “Patience by God alone.

“Tastefully seeking for water of life, for God, I have grown.”

~2014~

Saintpaulia, you died; you have slowly given up the faith.

I never thought you would, my dear, I thought you’d always stay.

“Not given up the faith, my dear; your faith should be in God.

None can live forever here, but by His faithfulness I’m awed.”

Years have torn it from bitter hands, Saintpaulia my dear,

Yet so in death you still remained without a trace of fear?

You’re dead and I have wretched life; you’re awed and I’m a mess;

And yet you teach me, nature’s queen, of God and nothing less.

Let others do what they may do, I know what’s right and wrong.

I plan on taking what you’ve said, I’ve known it all along.

You grew up with me; you knew the truth I’d have to see.

Truth imparted, your purpose done - now no more you’ll be.

Winter

I don’t remember the order of days.

I can’t start to see a way through this maze.

Forget me, forget me, I’ll just fade away.

My promises passing away in the haze.

Sky-tall it seems to stand up like doom.

At bright cotton clouds, its flurries they loom.

I can’t stand up tall in this minuscule room.

I'm finally realizing the world’s a tomb.

Dismay me, I dare you. I dare you to move.

I can’t even cry and I have nothing to prove.

There is nothing worse; can nothing improve?

Except for my life, to snuff or remove.

Prepare yourself, darling, I’m leaving my clay.

I don’t mean to leave you in any dismay.

I pray understanding won’t lead you astray,

But lead you to memories upon which to prey.

Performing this life-long skit isn’t for me.

I moved off from palaces and on to debris.

I’d rather not fake, and I don’t want to flee.

But there is nothing here that I can foresee.

I’m framing a picture of me in your mind.

Pretend that I’m smiling, or perhaps that you’re blind.

Pretend that I’m free, instead of tightly confined.

Pretend I’m remaining, not leaving you behind.

I didn’t mean to.

I’m sorry I did.

It wasn’t for you;

Farewell I bid.

I drew this on my biochemistry notes...