Stained am I, and streaked
by this palsy, pollen-spots
falling as table-scraps onto
purity’s napkin. Holy
rain, wash my hands,
my feet, my heart, that
I would bloom beauty
in shades of redemption,
where mercy meets
malfeasance with a
gown white as snow.
Melody, this is beautiful. Thank you.
Ohhhh, gloriously beautiful and reverent, Mel. (An aside: I don’t like that stuff that falls off the flower and stains my tablecloth, shirt, hands….)
Meh. I know, friend, I know. Literally and figuratively, stains are bad news. Aren’t you glad you know the ultimate Stain Remover??
Boy, am I!!!!
Lol; I am so literal. I looked at your comment and thought, “Melody, has a stain remover that gets rid of those horrible lily stains. Wow! Must ask what it is.” Then my figurative brain said, ‘Try reading that again.” Excellent!
HA! I envy you – I’d LOVE to have 2 brains… 🙂
Gets me in an awful muddle sometimes!
A beautiful flow of words to go with the lovely photo of the lily!
Thanks Rosy! How is your summer going??
Full – but fun!
Hope you are enjoying the summer too 🙂
When winter rolls around – I want to trade it for another dose of summer. What do you think my chances for trade are on that?
Um – slim to nil at this point. Unless We can get a petition going? I’m pretty sure I could find a few takers… 🙂