JUNE IN BLOOM

Fragrant June's fair blossoming garden croons ,
'Never tire from communing with those tunes
Which flow from Self', in silent woods where broad
Beams of golden sunshine fall in full accord
With rippling streams. A dusty lane's your goal,
The way to reach your Heart and make you whole,
To lead you where the higher path begins.
Fresh air, fair horizon blue, and crystal springs,
Lips of dawn where a humble soul may kiss
The hem of heaven's robe in carefree bliss.

Come! let's gaze at God's twinkling stars so chaste
To shine on Mother Earth piercing veils with haste.
Let the pine tree imbued with scented song
In burning breath of noon waltz you along
To lush meadows of soft emerald green,
Where Nature's radiance brings out her sheen,
As on a full blown crimson velvet rose,
That says 'He knows, He knows, He surely knows!
That Love, latent in your breast that's here and now
Will ever bless this sacred, sacramental hour.