A thought of God in white and green

I went to hunt the scent of violet in the cold still of this winter day and found a sweet surprise – the seasons first snowdrop.

Close to the sod
   There can be seen
A thought of God
   In white and green.
Unmarred, unsoiled
   It cleft the clay,
Serene, unspoiled
   It views the day.
It is so holy
And yet so lowly.
   Would you enjoy
      Its grace and dower
   And not destroy
      The living flower?
Then you must, please,
Fall on your knees.
The Snowdrop by Anna Bunston De Bary

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