Flower-song

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