The Red Rose, dazzling and showy, asked the Lily of the Valley, the flower of May, “Why do you hide so low in the shadows? Come out in the sun and be seen.”
The Lily, small and white, responded, “Then no one will bend down to take in my sweet perfume.”
“Why would you want anyone to bend down to one so low?”
“Because only when bowed down to take in my sweet perfume, will they hear their own inner truths.”
From my childhood I recall this song, sung in rounds.
White coral bells, upon a slender stalk.
Lilies of the valley deck my garden walk.
Oh, don’t you wish, that you could hear them ring?
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Gloria, you didn’t finish the song. It goes:
“You will hear them only when the angels sing””.
I’m remembering my mom’s side walk and inhaling their sweet fragrance.
Thank you for the memories.
I know. I took literary license. I couldn’t make it fit.
But here’s a treat for you. I’m going to publish it soon in case the link doesn’t transfer:
Lily of the valley…my favorites 💕
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Mine too! No other flower is as sweet.
oh yes, what a beautiful song!!!! I have never heard this one- I love it!
We sang it in the Girl Scouts and in elementary school. Those sweet songs, once learned, have staying power.