I saw the flowers
On the roadside today
Reaching for life
In the summer sun's rays
The petals unfurled
Grasping the light
That God had created
By dividing the night
Yellow and red
White and pure blue
They reminded me when
My life was still new
I envied their peace
And their simple repose
WhileI drove down the highway
As the mountains arose
Neither sowing or reaping
God gives them life
On the world He created
For His own delight
Was I worth more
Than these little blossoms
Whose raiment I'm told
Is greater than Solomon's
This was my thinking
As the road went around
When I saw a hurt deer
That had been struck down
It writhed in pain
From blow to its side
And as I pulled over
The poor creature died
I gathered it up
In my arms I did carry
To a place by the mountain
In order to bury
I dug up the ground
Which I made a grave
And put in the deer
That I could not save
A few words in silence
But then I depart
Yet there by the mountain
I left open my heart
The year passed by slowly
Then summer arrived
So I returned back
By the grave's mountainside
Around it I found
Three fawns and a doe
It's children and mate
Who had come to mourn
They let me approach
And come to their side
In quiet remembrance
Of the one who had died
Then to my wonder
As I let my gaze fall
Beyond the small grave
Where the deer breathed its all
Bathed in the sunlight
A new hope had come
And as I approached
I saw what begun
From the shadows of death
In the twighlight of pain
My heart skipped a beat
When I saw the flowers, again.
For Marion
