On a misty morning in the wild
Alone in the wind blowing mild
I stand amid lilies of the valley
The sweet scent of them I enjoy
The lilies are among the thorns
I was born like a lily in the thorn
They had survived the winter cold
In the warmth of love, they’d hold
The lilies of the valley had a lover
How beautiful is the love I wonder
Running after the wild herd I fainted
With banners of love, I’m surrounded
My insecure heart has found love
All things look beautiful in love
The eyes of my love watch me
The doves singing come with me
My love is like the lily that shines
The only one that I can call mine
The sight of the lily gives me rest
Although every day is not its best
Across the small hills and the valleys
Lay me down amid the blooming lilies
On a bed of lilies in the scenic valley
In the sweet taste of time by and by
Gentle eyes of the dove that I see
Calmed the inner melancholy of me
The lovely face of you I see all around
Whispering fragrances of love abound
I deeply love the presence of my love
Resting and growing bounded in love
In the vineyard of love, we will bloom
Like the lilies of the valley’s full charm
Few lines about the poem:
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This poem reflected the echoes of my childhood memories where I grew up in the countryside. The early morning and late evening were spent on the hills and valleys among the wild yet beautiful lilies of the valley. There in the wild the lilies of the valleys represent the beauties of God’s beautiful creature for his loved ones.
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Life is all about love even though some live among the thorns while we bore our thorn(s) in a specially designed way. Most of the time it reveals the love we endure in our short span of time.
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Each one of us enjoys the presence of someone who loves us. It fills our hearts blooming out in our appearances. There is a greater love that makes us blooming and charming in the beauty of our creator.
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I can go on telling you or describing it about love. But you know more than me! Our beloved is like the lilies of the valley. The one we’re running after might not be our destiny in the search for beloved or lover looking through another aspect of living.
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You may go on, add more to it….like the lilies of the valley. Whom do you liken them as the love and lilies of the valley?
