Sweet Trillium
Burgeoning, soft cluster of spring,
trinity of small, red petals,
trinity of slender, delicate sepals,
trinity of broad, emerald leaves,
Without resistance, you quietly bloom.
Three, Three, and Three
You, Me, and Thee
A delicate, triple triad
In tender divine geometry
You sprout a profound confirmation
Of absolute Perfection.
Birth, Life, and Death,
Creator, Preserver, Destroyer,
Father, Mother, Child,
Three Precious Jewels,
Father, Son, Holy Spirit,
The Trinity of Universal Truth.
Sweet Trillium, deeply rooted
in the fertile woodland soil
Your blooming
Nudges us to inquire
Are we deeply rooted enough
To bloom with You?
Known or unknown to you, kind friends
Quietly, invisibly, tenaciously
Work in utter unity
Silently feeding you, as they are fed,
And you and they
become the Other.
Sweet Trillium, in your witness
To divine perfection, you promise us:
We are deeply rooted enough
To embrace our life as One
We need only be willing
To be perfection with you.
Visible and invisible, often silent movements
Indeed are at work – always
Feeding and being fed at once,
Nudging us to bud and sprout,
Incessantly working in loving transcendence
Assisting, guiding, and calling us too to Bloom.
Year after year
You reappear
Asking “now?”
then “now?” and “now?”
Will you bloom with me
This year?
Above, Below, Within
Quiet immanent Intelligence
Pure life innocently, fluently born
The promise of perfection
The Trillium blooms!
Will you?
