Sorry, you need to enable JavaScript to visit this website.

" Bluebell Woods" , a poem by Elizabeth Mason

Bluebell Woods
Come walk with me through bluebell woods,
and see the proof of God’s sweet love.
Long rays of sunlight trickling down,
among the trees in search of ground.
A piece of heaven here below,
creation at its best on show.
With perfume drifting on the breeze,
to guide us through this deep blue sea.
Bright sapphires dance in flickering light,
while silent butterflies take flight.
And echoes of a distant thrush,
we know that He is here with us.
By Elizabeth Mason, KMC


Poetry articles