Sonnet I: Spring Lilies in Summer
by Chanda Singelton Griesë

Bursting light of summer, belated bloom,
In Sheer dawning brightness—
     wild in hello,
Sprung from flat plains of weeds that overgrow—
Chosen among thorns and thistles, you loom
Unfurled overnight,
      in wind and thunder boom
Forgotten seed, whose roots stretched far below
Lily of the rain, which stuns like a doe
Only those whose empty hearts
       which make room 
Delight at such a sight as a dead thing
Come to life to mock at ruin and blight
Pale pink purity, turning out to sing
Songs to broken paupers
       or kings resigned, 
Bowed and trusting, without a care, welcoming
Joy in faith and destiny intertwined.