White Flowers

In honor of...Happened long time ago...

White Flowers                     by Sami Khalil

It was high noon. A tepid wind blew across the purple Wisteria bending in summer fields. There was a sense of peace as I placed flowers on my mother’s grave. My dad had just passed before two years to date. My knees were quite weakened as my thoughts deepened in reflections and prayer.

I needed some closure and strength, so I felt like tuning my inner guitar to play with its broken strings this binding love for her.

This was an open altar; a place to honor the departed who lost no invitation to be inducted. I proceeded to place my tall white roses upon the grave; the ones I arranged with my creative flare. Angels floated by, mixing with some cirrus clouds over and above.

And so here, separated yet all together, head on her sweet breast, I uttered:

“Mom! There were those endearing moments we shared

There were those hands that selflessly cared

There was your spark of light, brought forth

Always, new beginnings of life with hope paired

There was you! Multitude of thoughts…

The Cherry blossoms of spring

Faces finding smiles midst the war

Looking to escape death and mayhem

There were the foghorns you generously shared

To be safe when I left home at age twenty-one

The dead silence that followed the heartbreaks

The colourful butterflies alight on sunset shadows

There was your wonder, your passions, your ecstasy never surrendered

There was your love in perfect harmony midst my agony.  

 

 

 

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

This just tore me to pieces....seven years since mom passed, four since dad...and I miss them every day....and every day in my mind I place that flower on their grave...they are interred together...ashes to ashes, dust to dust...but no dust on the memories.Beautiful piece, Sami.
j.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! My their love and memory console you in your darkest nights and may the hope of reunion bankroll you till that day. Thank you so much sir Jacob for this cherished review.

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

A poignant and lovingly touching poem. It was a joy to read despite the sadness it elicited. Thank you for sharing your work.

[Sami Khalil]

Thank you too Carlos for the cherished visit and sharing your thoughts. See you soon.