Lily of the valley

Our Lady's tears

Blossoms every May

Unfurls her petals

Her anthesis begins apace,

Blue, pink and violet

Grey days have taken their last breath.

We can now smell her sweet scent!

We can now hope again!

Like a dreamy morning haze,

I see her pacing amongst valleys of tales,

She walks towards me, in a white dress

Her luminous, long hair

Caresses her sun-kissed face,

I fall gently in her embrace

She reaches for my hand-

My scars healed with just a touch

She whispers words of faith

Waves on me to follow her way.

It is now May,

Lily of the valley has saved me

Before I was taken away.

Lily of the valley has returned

Happiness now echoes

In every corner of the earth,

We can now hope again!

But as the cycle of nature

Makes its turns,

Roots are drying,

Fading season is slowly coming

Our Lady's tears

Shall never feel fear!

They shall fall within my palm,

Even when a shimmering lake they become

 I will guard them with my heart .

But my lady shouldn't weep for long

My lady should never feel cold

I will be waiting for her- at the waterfront,

To sail towards warmest homes.

She shall grow as she wants

Swing with the wind,

Follow her every dream,

I will stand with her

On all her voyages,

I will always be her shield.

Even when she goes astray

I will send knights and parades,

I will always bring her home

Where her beating heart belongs,

For Mary's tears

Are sacred and revered.

She shall never feel fear

She shall rest in downy clouds

Till spring time comes around!