When you consider
the lilies of the field, what
might you ask? What might you learn?
~
Why do you bloom here,
this inhospitable place?
Why, in sorrow, beauty blooms.
When you consider
the lilies of the field, what
might you ask? What might you learn?
~
Why do you bloom here,
this inhospitable place?
Why, in sorrow, beauty blooms.
Now that July is
finally saying goodbye,
what would be a good send-off?
~
Whatever we try,
it will be with a dry eye,
giving July the brush-off.
Why do cherries weep,
floral tears of softest pink,
in this joyous time of year?
~
Perhaps we mistake
joy for sadness as they bend
to kiss the warming earth.
On a bright, sunny
day what causes some folks’ thoughts
to turn toward the gray?
~
Sadly, some people
see not light in their spirit
nor beauty in their mirror.
In this festive time,
What message would you send to
Those few souls who find no joy?
~
The message brought to
us on that first Christmas Day
was love unconditional.