The Answer Walks Among Us

A lovely, flower, monster gracefully lays herself along her throne of trees and thorns

Hydrangeas, roses, and daffodils all eerily breathe beside her

Draping over her sharp shoulders and her slender frame

She is trapped atop a cliffside of misery

Water trickles the edges of the large gorge below

Its beautifully tempting

Calming, alluring

She stares dully at the movement

A poor boy stands below her throne

Weeping and weeping

A reason, he cries

For why life is this way

She cannot answer

For knowing is pain,

And pain is eternal

The boy weeps to this day

Her crown holds all knowledge

And she refuses to share it with others

Lovingly, and bravely

Bearing the burden herself

A deadly, carnivorous, lady disastrously remains inside her prison of petals and nectar

Weeds, shrubs, and moss entangle in a soft embrace

Tightening around her melodic throat and her breathless lungs

She relaxes atop a monument to contentment