Lilac Bellflowers

A lilac petal frozen in time
Random souvenir from the golden day
Borrowed in passing from a bellflower
Tucked gently into her hair
Though in truth no relic is needed
And memories cascade upon each other
All following from the well of the first
The day when everything went right
And my fears fell after, toppling like dominoes
Showing me how unfounded they were
Slowly I was cajoled, coaxed, encouraged
Becoming more than I believed I could be
Her laughter and smiles light the way
Keeping me guided and grounded every day

My prison was self-made, but she set me free
And now I dance with her who gave her hand to me