A color choir trembles where
Not long ago the earth was bare
And from a page of pungent bars
Unfolds a stage of flower-stars
A refuge from the busy street
We gather in sun-hats, bare feet
To linger in the changeless ways
Of flowers in these changing days
Far removed from harsh stones and sticks
Hurled whilst debating politics
Here in the cool of day methinks
God still walks midst purples and pinks
…and all the wonder-tinted plumes
That break the bud with brilliant blooms
A hymn of flawless harmony
To cheer the likes of you and me
….where flowers, perfect from the start
Are like sweet music to the heart
Then we join nature’s flower-throng
To praise the Author of their song
© Janet Martin
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I hope you enjoyed your pause on this porch and thank-you for your visit!