Soft Lamp Lighting The Way

What a delightful vision

you are 

lighting the path

along the way

as I rest presently

here today beside you.

 

Were you there in Assisi

lighting the path

and greeting the monks

at the chapel door?

Tell me more.

 

In all the world

could we ever count

the colors of green to be seen

 around the brown of the olden days.

 

This is my first vision of you

Italian Arum Lily bloom.

Do please stay.

 Did you hear the thrush today,

  whistling through

 this morning dew to welcome you?

Now I will sing

 in my own quiet way

for the joy of bird songs

in the garden today.

 

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