The Fragrance of Lillies Lingered

There among the crosses

The great, gaunt commoner

Knelt in grief and supplication.

God, in his shadow, touched him saying,

"My son, arise and behold!"

Where once the crosses rose

Was a field of lilies;

Walking through them, the living forms

Of the crucified, One among them

Like unto God who said,

"Behold, my brothers, not in vain,

Oh, not in vain we died,

But to bring undying beauty."

God spoke again,

"My son, have patience--

Look to far horizons

To see the glory of America,

And beyond, the glory of the world."

There among the crosses

God and the commoner were gone

But the fragrance lingered.