Thursday 12 March 2015



ABSENCE

All morning, I endeavoured
to fill your absence
with coral roses, remnants
of your earthly life
that laugh louder than you
ever ventured to.

I plundered every last bloom
from your beloved
bushes, sister. Your radiance
shall not go unseen
this day, nor your restoring
fragrance unmarked. 

Butterflies and bees enact a
varicoloured musical
sketch in the garden, buzzing
and flitting to the
lingering rhythms of airs you
sang to them alone. 

Henceforth, I shall tend these
shrubs with my wonted
discipline, a poor substitute
for your gentle devotion.

Perhaps Heaven's warriors,
weary from battling evil,
have greater need of you
than mere mortals,
of your hands and eyes that
spoke the language
of Eternal Light.

© 2015 Lily's Verse
Lilium Candidum


Image Source: www.liveinternet.ru
Artist: Constance Phillott

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