It was just an ordinary nothing
When nature conspired with God
And after many months of preparation
A sudden haze of mauve bells bloomed
Unimaginable on a once unremarkable tree
Canopy for the weary,
Delight for observers from highrises
And all the people noticed, they were jovial
… for a while
With flowers that rain upon the people
Like light lavendery luck
Adorned those dusty pavements
… for a while
And God wanted to apply fragrance
When vetoed by nature
For she has experienced the people’s avarice
… for a long while
But wait! If you are silent enough
You will hear that tree whisper:
He cleans the office, yet whistles tunes from the radio
…with a smile
She watches as others scoop trophies
…year after year
A mother who designs meals like an artist
…unacknowledged
The hakwer carries her burden from afar
…and you quibble
Why do you not help flowers bloom
Within those around you?
It was just an ordinary nothing
…for a while
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Inspiraton from #JacarandaPropaganda on Twitter
Photo credits:
Bare jacaranda
Jacaranda in bloom @VinieO (Twitter)
SONYA KASSAM 
So, so lovely!
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Thanks so much!
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This is how I feel too. I wish you had a facebook share button!
Beautiful words and images. 😊👏🏻
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Thank you so much. I am so pleased to hear you identified with my poem. I do have a FB share button. Perhaps, it is taking a little time to load, but this post has been shared on FB. :)
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Thanks! It must have. 😊
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Dear Sonya,
I like this poem a lot. For me, it speaks strongly to the source of all beauty.
You wrote:
“A sudden haze of mauve bells bloomed
Unimaginable on a once unremarkable tree”
How powerfully this expresses how, if trees are taken care of, we are too.
All good wishes,
robert
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Very true, Robert. I have heard it said that one half of our lungs are on the trees.
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Nice poem. :)
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Thank you Ranu :)
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