Like the crocus it shall bloom abundantly,Isaiah 35:2a
and rejoice with joyful song.
The Hebrew word translated variously as “crocus,” “meadow saffron,” “rose,” “narcissus,” “lily,” or “flower” (chabatstseleth) is of uncertain derivation. Out of the dry, cracked earth, a carpet of colorful blooms burst into song in praise of their Creator.
Yes, in joy you shall go forth,Isaiah 55:12-13
in peace you shall be brought home;
Mountains and hills shall break out in song before you,
all trees of the field shall clap their hands.
In place of the thornbush, the cypress shall grow,
instead of nettles, the myrtle.
This shall be to the Lord’s renown,
as an everlasting sign that shall not fail.
O God, you are my God, for you I long;Psalm 63:1-2 (2-3), Liturgy of the Hours translation
for you my soul is thirsting.
My body pines for you
like a dry, weary land without water.
So I gaze on you in the sanctuary
to see your strength and your glory.