Author’s note: This morning in my garden I came upon a bunch of crocuses (pictured above). Their beauty took me by surprise. Breathtaking. Angelic. They seemed to be breaking out in song. And I thought about a boy choir from London that I had seen on Channel 11, Libera. The 32 boys in the choir were dressed in white gowns; my 13 floral voices are gaily decked out in light purple.
In the garden this morning I met
Robed in purple a crocus set.
Each mouth was opened wide
As if a sound came from inside.
And all did blend in harmony
A lovely quiet song for me.
A private concert did they sing
To herald in the first of Spring.