Among Lilies

Among lilies of restful souls Innocence restored after death A harp of sweetness weeps and rolls Drowning in tears last precious breath Soil sprinkled on and forced away, Essence storms within; blankness turns Silent grief, dusky gloom does stay Frail sound saddens a flame that burns Consecrate loam waiting to heal Sweet winsome scent croon through spring Before frost of negligence steal A handful of lilies, bells ring Death stolen, bewitch afternoon Ceaseless promises were from time As day dawned, haste away too soon None listens to mournful hushed chime