Time is Dressed in Bridal White


Time is dressed in bridal white,

ticking items off her list –

righteousness in sparkling light

with holy raiment wholly kissed.

Not yet grasping married state,

waiting for the Bridal Hall;

ever-changing while she waits

as glories stream to Royal Ball.


The Bride waits, changing from glory to glory, for the day of her final blessing…

Even Wilted Flowers Know

rudbeckia cold

Even wilted flowers know

to lift their gaze to Heaven;

even broken blossoms sense

that hope is heart’s best leaven.

Even drooping posies dream

of living ever after;

Even frozen florets feel

the warmth of angels’ laughter.