Friday, July 3, 2015


Pasture trills in clover chorus
Sea-song washes over shores
Lark lilts over moorland high-lows
Spilling joy to rich and poor

Daybreak dances over gardens
Mist-morn murmurs over mead
And while we gaze through lace-arches
Willow-song wafts overhead

Madrigal of midday medley
Mingles with dusk's vesper-tide
Multitude of green-lay lingers
Soft on summer country-side

Carols of creation render
Glimpses of heaven to earth
Holy-hallelujah splendor
Swells as bud abounds with birth

...singing glory to their Maker
Love-songs tune leaf-petal-limb
To the One True God forever
Nature’s choir praises Him

© Janet Martin

Let's join them, shall we?:-)

 "I tell you," he replied, "if they keep quiet, the stones will cry out." Luke 19:40

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