Everglades Water Lily

You are a water lily in a wetland, The scholars surround you, They did not expect to find beauty, In a place like this, Where did you come from? With your eyes greyer than glass, And your mind like the sun, You cast your spell, Without even lifting one of your lovely fingers, Nor raising your soothing voice, A girl looks at you dreamily, Struggling to ask you the right questions, About the things you love, To hold your attention, And you are so humble in your wisdom, Your friend embraces you, After not seeing you for a week, As though reuniting with a part of his own soul, And they all pass books in ancient languages, Into your lovely hands that seem to have been made for strumming lyres, You dwell on words they'll never understand, Until you emerge, With your hunger for meaning quenched, They watch as you glow, And they too are satifised, for they live to make you smile