Jacaranda Blue

Poem #56

Bendita Jacaranda!
sweet, delicate and undulating
floating down from the clouds
ephemeral and impermanent 
purple blue melancholy
in her fall conjures memories
of bittersweet days gone by
my small mountain town
a different time, another life
a tale of love lost and found
when I tried to root myself
a foreigner in familiar lands
but just like spring flowers
it was never meant to last...
here and now, I pray as I behold 
petals and blooms upon my path
won't you guide me back
to simpler times? 

-TEO