God’s the lily of the valley
Praise Him from all fields to cope
Where all angels meet to rally
Insuring us with lasting hope.
~Excerpted lines from a poem by Mae Stein
I have been thinking
about living
like the lilies
that blow in the fields.
They rise and fall
in the edge of the wind,
and have no shelter
from the tongues of the cattle,
and have no closets or cupboards,
and have no legs.
Still I would like to be
as wonderful
as the old idea.
But if I were a lily
I think I would wait all day
for the green face
of the hummingbird
to touch me.
What I mean is,
could I forget myself
even in those feathery fields?
~Excerpted lines from Mary Oliver’s poem, Lilies
My beloved is mine and I am his; he browses among the lilies. ~Song of Songs 2:16 ✝
Thank you, Lord Jesus, that you save, you heal, you restore, and you reveal Your Father’s heart to us! You have captured me with grace and I’m caught in Your infinite embrace!
Indeed stately lilies with pure white colour and beautiful petals caressed by the gentle wind and washed by sunlight !!! Most delightful post as always dear Natalie!
Thanks for sharing with us the beauty of the flowers and your soul !
Sending love ♥♥♥ and hugs your way, Doda 🙂
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Thanks, Doda. I’m glad you enjoyed the post. I love the flowers in your soul too. Hugs, Natalie 🙂
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I am in love with your blog, Natalie….every time I see you posted ~ I smile. 🙂 Thank you for that!
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What a lovely compliment, Skye! I’m so glad you enjoy my posts! I love reading yours as well. Hugs and love, Natalie 🙂
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