Saturday, April 03, 2010

Poem by Louise Lewin Matthews

Easter morn with lilies fair
Fills the church with perfumes rare,
As their clouds of incense rise,
Sweetest offerings to the skies.
Stately lilies pure and white
Flooding darkness with their light,
Bloom and sorrow drifts away,
On this holy hallow’d day.
Easter Lilies bending low
in the golden afterglow,
Bear a message from the sod
To the heavenly towers of God.

-Louise Lewin Matthews

Disclaimer: This poem was found in a collection of books at the University of Michigan. The book was published by Granite Monthly Co. in 1903. At this point I have been unable to locate any further information on Louise Lewin Matthews. If you have any knowledge of this author I would love it if you could share with us.

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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

i happened to find a newspaper clipping of a poem by this author. its entitled "a love song from the hills". the clipping is very old and was probably saved by one of my relatives years ago.