All the Lilies

Photo by Madison Gladwin on Unsplash

A Poem by Kristine Amundrud

Tears–collected and counted, are

carving floodplains from barren land.

For every kindred in the vale, I ask you:

Why must hearts, bodies, and a mind break?

In chaos of losing all held dear, 

did you forget how to grow? 

In the ravine, partly shaded, 

did your spirit droop low?

In the gravity of utter depravity, 

did rhizomes slink beneath snow?

Life’s divine dance of decay–

we grow, we bloom, we weep, and wither.

Winter fades. The Son delivers.

We gather courage and from pardoning crown,

we strive to burgeon again.

Tears are turning into white lilies. 

A sign of second coming, triumphal 

return to happiness.

My friend–soon, you will go out in joy!

And all the lilies of the valley will 

ring their bells in worship.

Kristine Amundrud is a poet of faith from Alberta, Canada, who enjoys exquisite views of the majestic Canadian Rockies. Her family will soon call Northland, New Zealand home. She finds joy in dreaming alongside her husband, and their three children. Inspired by nature and story work, Kristine endeavors to stir up emotion in the reader. She is a Pushcart Prize Nominee for her poem, Anemone Blue.

You can read more of her work at :

Website: www.kristineamundrud.substack.com

Instagram: @kamundrud

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