Ode To Elizabeth Bowman Lyrics

Ode to Elizabeth Bowman

Spirit of the wind

Blow for us

Cool our fiery kin

Settle down

Underneath a cloud

Feel you tired feet

She was golden

She was pure

She now lays amidst the moors

A pixie

A sprite with dragonfly wings

If you listen to the earth

You can still hear her sing

A guardian for the garden

Natures peony fleet

Echoes in the Bee Balm

That dance beneath her feet

Till the roots in the bed

Lay petals by her head

Wash her feet in spearmint

Bathed in Basil jubilance

A teacher to me

Amongst yellow daisies

Working and weeding

Edging and seeding

The Iris like an eye

The Canna like a finger

Artemisias daughter

American folk singer

The lavender will shuffle

As the Jenny will creep

The Lillies are reaching

While Chamomiles asleep

St. Peter's wort

Welcomes you

As the Heliotrope kneels

Heucherah's copious beside Goldenseal

A women

A worker

A friend

A leader

The Primrose eden prays

Nearest blue Columbines

Purple Emperor Sedums

Below the Clematis climb

A writer

A poet

A lady

Who knows it

Existential

Transcendental

Beautifully mental

Sentimental Senecios

Ragworts and groundsels

You were always counsel

To our earthly elementals

I mourn for the gardens

Butterfly bushes are quiet

The fireflies are beaming

In the red Begonias riot

You left in the summer

When all is in bloom

Birds pursue chirping

You're now the sunsets hue

Forever a flower

Queen Elizabeth's grace

No gardener or botanist

Could take her place

Evergreen Erica

Heathers and heath

Cynthia and I planted

In our oasis this week

So long farewell

My mentor my friend

You taught us all how

To mulch and to blend

I'm blessed to have seen

The gardens you kept

The beds of Carex

Where Ajuga slept

Alone I won't find you

You're sheltered with love

Praised from us humans

Through clouds up above

In nature you dwell

Moon vines specifically

White Morning Glory

Flowering eternally

Galanthus Nivalis

The initial bloom in Spring

Daffodils to Chrysanthemums

You've attained angel wings

Today the gardens weep