Remember Dear Soul.......

Oh look at you first Jasmine bloom

Oh joy your fragrance fills my room,

as blue skies are bright outside

and nothing dead

ever dies…….

Well you may say

that’s just not true

but if you do

then all I say

is, that I am thinking

another way.

Even if my garden plant

looked as dead as dead plants do,

there would be life

somewhere in nature

composting roots, or picnicking

on the tune the old plant sings….

I indeed was very sad

burying my hound in her grave,

wrapped up sweet

with tucked in feet.

I wept to think of cold, cold nights

and when the rain fell on the mulch

I wished she was still alive

and knowing she

was on, the other side

I let her go

as a friend did say

“Happy the dead the rain, rains on”,

and I felt better, becoming strong.

You see, we have our time

and we share our life

and maybe sooner, maybe not,

maybe later, maybe not

there may come our time to leave this plane

and travel on to ‘we know not what’

but let’s believe it’s a picnic spot,

a beautiful place to rest a while

and remember our loves

and send them smiles….

So did Jasmine tell you this today?

or was that red leaf having a say

as you pottered around amongst the flowers

talking to beetles and ‘ducking’ the showers.

Well the red leaf looked very bedraggled

and not a perfect specimen,

but you picked it up

and then you knew

it had a message,

a message for you.

So little Eucalyptus leaf

you’ve been blown here from far, far away

and what I hear you now say

is, “whatever the life,

whatever you do

the only way to know yourself

is be grateful for all the lessons you learn

and remember dear soul

when it is your turn,

there is no place to ever fear

as love permeates into every sphere

and never is a soul alone

always a welcome, coming home”.

(Written on September 26, 2013 with a spray of pink Jasmine and also a very chomped or partly mulched, red, narrow eucalyptus leaf)