There is a song in petals,
the rainsound of notes on thirsty
earth feeding spring’s new flowers.
There is a melody in the making
of a garden where silent, shriveled
seeds wait to burst, pushing
through wet soil with their magic
There is a harmony in the golden
leafwhisper and silent shout
of green dusting the tips of
dogwood and rose, tulip, lilac, moss.
The symphony grows as God
bouquets the Earth with color
and we hear that far off tune,
the resounding music that calls
us beyond this heaven to our home.
I was reading Psalm 45 this morning; the Scripture that God spoke to me years ago when I began writing, “my tongue is the pen of a ready writer.” I noticed the text said it was written to the “tune of ‘Lilies'”, perhaps a song…and I wondered, what do lilies sound like?