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THE SONGS OF THE LEMON TREE
To Montale and Hopkins ''God descends to only a few'', Montale I’ve heard the songs of the Lemon tress They’re filled with liquid golden light Reflected from yellow cathedral fruits Singing out even unto the unholy noisy night These fragrant melodies stir the mind Carrying along life’s sweetness in a rhyme Out of Capri, Naples and Sicilian bays they sing Wrapped In their warm glow of divine sunshine I’ve listened to the Lemon trees I’ve heard the songs they sing I’ve even heard the Boxwood sing The Peach and Cherry too I’ve heard their voices come in Spring Singing psalms for me and you Knowledge that their music brings Of God’s perfect fragrant light In perfumed whispering breaths With them and nature all is right Their leaves shine out in holy love and all an athletic growth of grace Reflections of God’s holy will Revealing His divine face Their songs all cannot hear when living in a discordant fog of sin Under fragments of a broken sky within Their songs live within His enclosed embrace Their songs all cannot hear From inside cracked and covered pots of dark earth’s blackened clay faces hidden, ears closed each day When rains come down sustaining melodies flow out Rising mists incarnating divinity Praising God’s eminent magnificence
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