Wise Lily Stories
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Linden Summer Dreams Have you ever had a scent that took you far away? To a distant memory where you once did play? Well this happened to me on a sleepy summer day... It came about when I did a walk one sunny afternoon And suddenly I stepped inside a special kind of room I then I heard a buzzing sound up in the canopy The humming of the honey bees intoxicated me But most of all, what I recall was the sweet perfume Wafting o'er my senses five, it slowly did consume. Above the flowers sweet and gold were bracts so green and long They looked like helicopter wings delicate but strong Amidst the fragrance and the sound, I slowly fell asleep And dreamed of places far away with stories wild and deep Bees a chanting... Eyelids slanting... Wings a spinning... Dreams beginning... The fragrance carried me away with its scent sublime To other places in the world and to other times Places where the linden tree is loved and so revered For its special treasures for a multitude of years Slovenia was the special place I first saw in the east Where children danced around the tree during spring time feasts And then I saw the linden tree in Polish countrysides Protecting castles and churches old with reverence and pride And artisans were carving wood from the linden tree Of Mary holding her little child oh so tenderly And then I flew to cities grand, Berlin and Paris too Where linden trees dotted streets and giant avenues And mothers in the land of France had a wisdom best Linden tea for children young to help them sleep and rest And it is said in tales of old that maidens young and free Waited for their knights so bold 'neath the linden tree In Germany the leaders met in tiny village squares Underneath the linden tree to make a judgement fair For linden trees were symbols then of justice, truth and peace In ancient lands and ancient times of Turkey, Rome and Greece I flew around the world it seemed on that summer's day To places where the linden tree had stories old to say So if you ever find yourself amidst the linden sap You just might like to fall asleep for a summer nap And climb aboard to journey far on helicopter wings Where the linden tree is loved by poets, knights and kings. written by Christine Summerfield © July 22, 2018
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