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Thursday, June 27, 2024

June-Hymn


June seemed to beg in my bones
to be turned/tuned to a hymn today...



As you may have noticed over the years...
I never tire of this view!
Each season turns it into its own masterpiece,
But June, oh, sweet, fleet June
must be its Crown Jewel!

(p.s.) the farmers have no idea of the close heed I pay in spring
as to what crops are being planted around me! because it greatly affects my summer-view!
Seems this year I will soon be fenced in by
knee-high corn by the first of July, thanks in huge part to last week's heat wave!!)


And so, we smile where lunch beguiles from garden salad bowls...




Where June unwinds its green-hued isles like rivers/ribbons through our souls...



June always hath too short a lease; Summer’s virginity
As God unfurls a Masterpiece of bird-bloom symphony...



June has too many loveliness-es to name, but we try
Because we know how soon its comeliness yields to July
The moments that compose its song like music notes that brim
Where bowers cannot keep for long each lily-lifted/gifted hymn

And so, we smile where lunch beguiles from garden salad bowls
Where June unwinds its green-hued isles like rivers/ribbons through our souls
And takes each summer heart by storm, thrilling spectator-woes
As wild flowers begin to perform annual roadside shows

June always hath too short a lease; Summer’s virginity
As God unfurls a Masterpiece of bird-bloom symphony
Where earth is fair of face; she dances like a carefree child
While Nature’s Magnum Opus grants a free-for-all run wild

June’s laughter is contagious, kindling laughter in us too
In spite of wars life wages and sorrows that run us through
We find a kindly Comforter as flower-fountains spill
Healing Want’s wounded wonderer/wanderer with thund’ring canticle

Front porches become perfect perches for hiatuses
Vistas of pop-up churches births worship in all of us
Where oh-so-many pleasures leave its seekers humbly awed
By the manifold measures of the handiwork of God

The earth and its fullness thereof belong to Him. Amen
In spite of mortal’s lack of love He blesses us again
And sets to perfect timing, lilt of leaf and butterfly
And vine labyrinths climbing trellises crowned with blue sky

The busy bee bumbles from rose to rose and drinks and drinks 
Heedless of pollen crumbs, he nosedives into reds and pinks
Heady with happiness of honey-sweet, sweet dreams, oh my
He knows that earth and heaven meet, first in June, then July 

June grins with lovely things like hummingbirds that dart and flit
From plume to plume; and we delight to be a part of it
Partakers of a love-song, where joy is never off-tune
But beckons us to sing along because God gave us June

© Janet Martin

June has too many loveliness-es to name, but we try...










2 comments:

  1. Janet your words certainly capture God's lovely gifts that mark June. It looks like you to live in a rural area as I do. There is something so peaceful about the fields that grow and produce what is needed for animals and people alike. The photos are gorgeous too. Enjoy these last few days of this beautiful month. Hugs!

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  2. thank-you Debbie<3 We live in rural Ontario and I am so thankful do be able to be surrounded by countryside! You're right. there's a front row seat to reminders to raise reverent praise amidst peaceful pastures and growing crops! I will do my best to enjoy the remaining few days. ;-0

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I hope you enjoyed your pause on this porch and thank-you for your visit!