The Black Lily

People venture for rare items, ones to hold, Some find it awesome, others find it silly. But none can find stories like the ones told, Of the rare flower called the black Lily. It's told to have a certain rare elegance, A mystery that only one can understand. It can give you understanding, or send you in a crazed dance, It can't be picked by just any man. It can send much joy, or bring much pain, It can give much knowledge for you to gain. It's told to give a deep well of emotions, Some you never thought would be set in motion. Venture to other lands and you won't be sorry, The trip will give you everlasting glory. Even if it winds up rejecting you, The good memories you made will give you something to smile to.