LILIES et NATURE
As much as a man i do wish
That the grass and lilies should i be
Seeing their beauty arrayed in the field
As portrayed in their bending and tingling
If wishes were horse i would have rode
That man should realise truth in natures abode
Can anything be gentler as a dove?
Nature in her lilies makes us her own
The struggle not to be at all fed
The lilies in their glory forgetting been dead
Man on the other is a predator and a dread
Nature et lilies calls us to her rose bed.