In spring-summer, the light of sun-blue-sky

In spring-summer, the light of sun-blue-sky
Even indoors ,scent of living soil;
nose breathes in odour of unborn flowers, all knotted roots and bulbs;
perfection of a small wildflower born hidden in long grasses
present as  a glorious rose a lover proffers
each small blade of grass divine, life-perfect
Hearts resonate with music in the walled garden where the red cracked
Jacobean bricks  guard blackbird and thrush.
How can church bells not ring and in our hearts new life start up?
For today, enough to be amongst the suchness,the thus and no otherwise;
is it this   we pray to?