Lilies lit in blue
Angels guarding from up above tender light fragile lilies blue dustmotes dancing in light shafts.
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Peace and tranquillity hushed tones. Wooden pews and foot warn stones. Gentle blue light shards and fractals woven tight into an overview.
Sitting still I see down the years peasants, knights, triumphant joys and dreadful fears. Through the centuries as many a war wages men have come here to pray and take up your book and read the pages.
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Lilies of the month of May in Holy Mother Mary’s parade. Gentle Mary dressed in blue decked out in every flower from the forest’s glade, all our hopes are pinned to you.
Holy Mary mother of God your gentle smile leads the way we wee girls follow spreading Lilies and singing sweet Aves .
So many memories down through the years my fathers stories to soothes away my tears. In loving memory of his tender care these simple Lilies remind me of him when he was here.Beautiful Lilies of the Valley grow best when free respect all flowers my father said to me. But remember now what ever you do the simple Lilies are the favourite of the beloved Mary dressed in blue.
Now if I see a May parade of the catholic type I see Mary born aloft and as she passes by I see through all the hype. The little children leave the road with flowers strewn. I pick some up and there is my father next to me on a sunny afternoon.
God Bless you Dad
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