the plight of the lily

One day we will understand
what our minds here failed
to comprehend
How each grain of sand
holds an ocean of water
How the sky is tightly
fastened between earth and
heaven
How the sun and moon
never fail to shine
by day and night from the
beginning of time
And yet of all of these things
so high and lofty
I sometimes doubt
Then I am reminded
In spite of mans cruel hate
the flight of the bird never
hesitates
From a long Winter’s night
the plight of the lily still
struggles in her search for
light

Giving me hope -now- what
I cannot see someday will
come to be!