A Symphony

by Lucy M. Young

photo by Nathan Anderson on Unsplash
It seems to me that everything in life
Is written in a symphony;
All life's beauty, joy, and pain;
The mystery of death, the miracle of birth,
The promise of an everlasting life.

We hear the glorious, triumphant hues of sunset,
The softly tinted promise felt at dawn;
The soothing murmur of a gentle rain,
Roaring thunder of a hurricane;
The smooth, sheer beauty of a waterfall,
The gentle rippling of a quiet stream,
Crashing roll of surf;
The whispering silence of a windless forest,
The vibrant whisper of the wind among the pines,
Songs of birds;
The clear, cold majesty of winter stars,
The thrilling, breathless promise of the Spring,
Summer's toil, and Autumn's rich fulfillment.

In harmony unbroken to the end -
Pain and suffering, mellowed and relieved
By golden chords of happiness and beauty
Blended with love -
The Master leaves an imprint on my soul.

Unexpected Joy

by Lucy M. Young

photo by Rita on Unsplash
Across the steel gray sky
No break appeared, no lifting of that solid mass of clouds;
Not even one white cloud to soften its austerity.
A raw north wind, which breathed of snow, lashed at my body,
Pouring grayness on my spirit.

When suddenly, around a bend,
I found, caught in the branches of a little tree
A patch of golden sunlight -
Another, and another, 'til the dreary sky was blotted out
In one great, glorious blaze of sunshine
Fashioned by a tree.