We smile because God in control, consoles the broken world with blooms...
May makes us glad to feel at home on earth’s green-gilded loam, the trees
Have broken wide bark-cups that spill into a billion melodies
They fill the air and thrill the prayers of we with ears tuned to the chime
Of flower-bells and dandy yellow-lions bobbing perfect time
May is a broom that sweeps out rooms of doom and gloom beneath our skin
It flings ajar the shutters of the heart and lets the sunshine in
Where labour of the hand is sweeter than it was, because the earth
Renewed after the winter, beams with nature’s miracles of birth
May wears a lilac-perfumed breeze and teases bees to bumble-buzz
And guzzle nectar from a chalice dainty as there ever was
We smile because God in control, consoles the broken world with blooms
He satisfies the longing soul with goodness brimming from plumbed plumes
May plays a hymn of hope renewed and happiness in simple things
Like picnics in the fresh-clad woods and concerts from minstrels with wings
Like lying on a dappled quilt beneath the gilt of sun-spun leaf
To laugh while shadows tickle toes and kiss the curves of care and grief
Like orchard-ballrooms filled with ballerinas in blush-pink tutus
Like puddles of forget-me-nots and tots as they kick off their shoes
May makes us feel like royalty in palaces of grass and sky
May is a happy hip-hooray of spark rekindled in time's eye
A day in May is like a gem placed in the palm of outstretched hands
It is an orchestra that a perfect and kind Maestro commands
It is God’s touch upon the shoulder of a very needy world
To make us glad to stand upon a banner of Goodness unfurled
© Janet Martin
Psalm 107:8-9 & 21-22 & 31 KJV
Oh that men would praise the Lord for his goodness,
and for his wonderful works to the children of men!
For he satisfieth the longing soul,
and filleth the hungry soul with goodness.
Oh that men would praise the Lord for his goodness,
for his wonderful works to the children of men!
And let them sacrifice the sacrifices of thanksgiving,
and declare his works with rejoicing.
Oh that men would praise the Lord for his goodness,
and for his wonderful works to the children of men!
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