Freedom

Flowers reflecting differing images of freedom

A pure, white lily floats on a serene lake, anchored to the mud far beneath.

Rose petals, cast on the ocean carrying memories, bear their burdens and give in to the rising and falling swells.

A dandelion's seed on a wisp of cotton flies where the wind's current takes it.

Silk flowers escape from wilting.

A bouquet is clutched in the hand of a bride; baby's breath is bound in her hair.

Orchids hover suspended, disdaining the earth that calls for them, breathing the mist in the air.

Sipping from a glass, a rose adorns the table as a lady of leisure.

Blossoms drift to the ground, released from service.

I consider the lilies of the field.