Jasmine in Bloom
Jasmine in Bloom
Last night I dreamt of a lush green island,
Waiting for me, just beyond the horizon.
The natives were friendly, with welcoming smiles,
I longed for the lady with love in her eyes.
Sizzling sun, tempered by the coolest sea breeze,
Rage like a fever through the green cornfield.
A long-forgotten voice brought back the past,
I thought of the boy who sold guavas in class.
I'm home; I uttered, and my heart grew lighter,
Lost in the echoes of joyful laughter,
I held the handle of the old iron gate,
Thinking to myself, It may already be late.
I entered the garden approaching the stairs,
Begging the Lord to answer my prayers.
My senses assaulted by a heady scent,
Her butterfly jasmine, the sweetest torment
My Samsonite case was left unattended,
At the garden gates as I ascended.
My feet felt heavy, like treading molasses,
Along the way, I lost my sunglasses.
Faster and faster, why does time seem so slow?
As hard as I tried, just can't find the door.
I stood on the stairway, face awash with tears,
She waits for me, but there's no end to the stairs.
With arms wide open, a sweet vision in red,
Patiently waits at the top of the stairs.
Her voice rings out like a million silver bells,
My child, my child, ferociously she yells.
I awoke in my bed; I knew she was dead-
I am torn and racked, can't stop the bitter tears.
It came far too soon; this thing I most dread,
And I'm so far away, here in Bedford, Beds.
The dawn light broke and the birds began to sing,
Her touch was as soft as a humming bird's wing.
As the familiar scent of Jasmine wafted by,
I closed my eyes, and I felt her passed by.
Goodbye Mum, you were one in a million. Forever in our hearts.
© 2011 Jo Alexis-Hagues