CXVII Little White Lily
Little white Lily
Sat by a stone,
Drooping and waiting
Till the sun shone.
Little white Lily
Sunshine has fed;
Little white Lily
Is lifting her head.
Little white Lily
Said, ‘It is good;
Little white Lily’s
Clothing and food.’
Little white Lily,
Drest like a bride!
Shining with whiteness,
And crown’d beside!
Little white Lily
Droopeth with pain,
Waiting and waiting
For the wet rain.
Little white Lily
Holdeth her cup;
Rain is fast falling
And filling it up.
Little white Lily
Said, ‘Good again,
When I am thirsty
To have nice rain;
Now I am stronger,
Now I am cool;
Heat cannot burn me,
My veins are so full.’
Little white Lily
Smells very sweet:
On her head sunshine,
Rain at her feet.
‘Thanks to the sunshine,
Thanks to the rain!
Little white Lily
Is happy again!
G. MacDonald