And the Flowers Fall…

Oh that I once past changing were, 
Fast in thy Paradise, where no flower can wither! 
         Many a spring I shoot up fair, 
Offering at heaven, growing and groaning thither; 
                      Nor doth my flower 
                      Want a spring shower, 
         My sins and I joining together. 

         And now in age I bud again, 
After so many deaths I live and write; 
         I once more smell the dew and rain, 
And relish versing. Oh, my only light, 
                      It cannot be 
                      That I am he 
         On whom thy tempests fell all night. 

         These are thy wonders, Lord of love, 
To make us see we are but flowers that glide; 
         Which when we once can find and prove, 
Thou hast a garden for us where to bide; 
                      Who would be more, 
                      Swelling through store, 
         Forfeit their Paradise by their pride.
~George Herbert from
“The Flower”

As they are meant to do,
the crocuses have melted back to earth
the winter snowdrops long gone,
the orchard tree blossoms have shed their petals to become
burgeoning cherries, pears and apples,
the daffodils have come and gone,
the tulips are falling apart in slow motion.

Spring in full swing
Exhaustion replaced by renewal
and fresh air now filled
with the sweetness of growth and fruitfulness.

Our fields grow lush and soft
with the sun warm on our horses’ withers.

It isn’t enough to celebrate the defeat of winter
by blooming where we are planted;
when we do fall apart, may we
find ourselves never withering again.

For you have been born again, not of perishable seed, but of imperishable, through the living and enduring word of God.  For,

“All people are like grass,
    and all their glory is like the flowers of the field;
the grass withers and the flowers fall,
    but the word of the Lord endures forever.”

And this is the word that was preached to you.
1 Peter 1:23-25

5 thoughts on “And the Flowers Fall…

  1. Haven’t seen that familiar saying ‘bloom where you are planted’ in many years. It is a true axiom often misunderstood. I think that we sometimes overlook the simple ways in which we can share and demonstrate our simple enduring faith beliefs, our compassion and understanding to other people, allowing them to see — to REALLY SEE them as persons created by a loving, caring God as we travel on our journey. Perhaps we may think that our quiet unassuming witness or overt action is unimportant, not seen for what it is and not insignificant when compared to more ostentatious acts. There is so much that we can do to make a difference. We can simply smile at a stranger we meet, lock eyes for a second and recognize in that brief exchange the pain they may be carrying in their souls. A simple smile, sustained for a few seconds, can say so much. It acknowledges what we see in the person’s eyes, in their physical posture that transmits pain, depression, hopelessness. When we look around with clear graced vision, emulating the eyes of Jesus, with an understanding heart ready to make a difference in the almost unbearable suffering that exists in our world, our neighborhood, our church community, our own families, our eyes, our souls have an opportunity to plant the seeds of compassion and hope in a silent, unobtrusive act. Our God will do the rest in His time and in His manner….
    The beautiful faithful Crocus is one example of what I am saying here. Very early in Spring, when snow is still present in the ground, it does its assigned task of heralding the arrival of the new season of beauty, abundance, rebirth. Its short life is soon ended as it sinks back into the ground, its job done for this year. So it is when we plant seeds of hope and joy in another’s heart and soul….

    Liked by 2 people

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.