REFRAIN

A broken note, a whisper and a sigh 

melded in strange harmony 

in the eventide rain, 

a bittersweet trio of Meteor, Twilight 

and grey-white Cloud

amid buttercups, dog violets 

and weeping daisies.

The woods listened, my sisters,

as our mellifluence

watered roots and boughs;

Summer breezes bore our souls' 

offering upon scented staves 

to faraway verdant havens, 

to spirits forsaken as our own,

their heartstrings tuned to a minor key,

seeking Joy's rhythm and colours

in breathing forests, in Nature's shrines

of Mercy and Peace, 

where Earth's own heartbeat 

chimes the hour.

Night enfolded Twilight,

Cloud merged with our Mother,

and I hover upon the fringes

of humankind's realm,

fearful of man's pathway of gold

toward perishment. 

My steps trace Earth's silver song 

to the dark woodland, sisters, 

where our refrain of a broken note, 

a whisper and a sigh echoes yet.

© 2016 Lily's Verse

Lilium Candidum

Image: MUSIC

Source: www.flickr.com

Artist: Élisabeth Sonrel