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The Queens of Stirling Castle

The Stirling Castle flowers speak
To those who stop their feet and mind walking
And declares in honesty the verity of the corporeal soul
Among the insects who fill the air.

The Queens of the Castle though colourful, beautifully crafted, fresh, scented, celebrated and majestic
Will enjoy a short reign
Before they fade in the summer Sun
But the shortness of their reign
Does not traduce their glory and usefulness.

But the invisible soul smells the new life won
Sees the hope in the beauty
Hears the sound of the Chief musician
Feels the joy of the Producer.

And has Royal ascent to lounge and play
For the dancing Composer calls the tune
Tends His garden
Protects His field
Provides for His guardians.

When these Queens pass,
Next season, new proclaimers will be appointed,
And continue to personify the beauty of Him.

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Tom Woody

Date: 7/30/2023 5:03:00 PM

I have no idea what the heck this is about but it still feels cool somehow

Peter Hall
Date: 9/13/2023 12:00:00 PM

Hi Tom. Thanks for dropping by. I live near Stirling Castle in Central Scotland. About July each year, beautiful flowers bloom with all sorts of colours around the Castle. These are the “Queens of Stirling Castle”. The “Dancing composer who calls the tune” is God who creates the beauty of the “Queens”. The flowers are “the proclaimers” (play on words - a big Scottish band here is called “the Proclaimers”) who proclaim God’s creative beauty. Thanks again, Peter.