Fleur de Lis

Tuesday, May 5th, 2015

She stands for light,

She stands for truth,

She stands for merit,

Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.

A symbol of the Promise,

With meaning often missed.

She’s white on a field purple.

No, she’s gold lined out in black.

Her symbol status never questioned,

But her meaning oft-disputed.

 

She can manage jobs

Both artistic and the military,

For there’s time to create and to destroy.

She hangs in ornate churches,

Then at Mardi Gras she revels.

This also is acceptable,

For the two need not be rivals.

 

She can keep them all and still hold fast,

But history holds a darker contrast.

An ancient royal symbol,

Used to elevate the nobles.

Simultaneously a prisoner’s brand,

Used to judge the outcast wounded.

A thousand other meanings

She might keep neat,

But this favoured pair should never meet.

 

Her symbol status never questioned,

But her meaning oft-corrupted.

A symbol of the Promise,

With meaning often missed.