Of May...

 Busy, beautiful days...

My, my, how May’s artist imparts

Pure happiness to human hearts

Where long the barren branch had been

It brims and drips with gold and green

The earth and its fullness thereof

Thrills keen audiences with love

Of tulip-chalice,lilac-floats

Of apple-blossom pink-snowed slopes

Of nature’s palace, sparkling clean

With fresh umbrellas, lacy sheen

Of seed and bud-borne miracle

Of bird-song’s ceaseless canticle

Of pansy-posy’s poetry

Of brook that babbles, worry-free

Of flower fortune God-designed

Of earth and heaven intertwined

Of joy unspeakable because

Of what waits in petal-applause

Of gardens planned and planted too

Beneath heights of bottomless blue

Of faith and trust in gracious God

As seeds are ushered to the sod

Of humble prayers that they will grow

Of hopes that we reap what we sow

Of thankfulness to be alive

Where larks and swallows dart and dive

Of earth shaken from winter’s gloom

Of worlds wakened, reborn to bloom

© Janet Martin

 The earth is the Lord's, and the fulness thereof; 

the world, and they that dwell therein.

Psalm 24:1