Lost in the grace of soft white
petals soft like butter fill the hand
heavenly scent of delight
a gift of one from the mystery.
Gardenia bloom hidden behind
glimpse of white brought forward to see
like a shy child awkward in her beauty
unsure in a wash of green.
First borne of the new addition
her siblings wait until their time
beneath a spring sun they will come forth
and share their gift to eyes and a scent
to carry on soft winds on balmy nights
slipping in quietly through the window to find
the dream swept souls beyond the wall.
This is our mystery gardenia….not sure why they call it a mystery but it did give one bloom yesterday that smells so heavenly. I couldn’t help but to share. We planted it beneath the bedroom window so as it grows taller, it will find us in our sleep, kissing us perhaps with sweetest scented dreams. There are other buds so more or on the way, a happy thing indeed.
