I stroke a lily’s petals
Rub dew between my fingertips
And watch the day blossom before me
As a bumblebee whispers her prayers
To the branches of a pear tree.
Golden light streams through the twisted branches
Hummingbirds and seeds
Drifting through the summer solstice.
On this day of blessed idleness
I lie beneath a pale blue sky
Clouds shaped like white water lilies
Passing me by.
Caroline Harris wrote this poem as a high school sophomore in Silicon Valley, California. Her writing stems from a deep-set fascination with the subtle nuances of the English language, and she particularly enjoys poetry and flash fiction.
Artwork by Swastika Jajoo created when she was 17 years old. She is from India.