It blooms in spite of shadow,
lure of dismal, dreary and dark,
where grey clouds
caress
with soft, ethereal light
as I meandered and curled
through
a long and winding path.
It seemed almost natural
and all the while I kept my eyes on pale
and nodding grass,
the sweet conviction tasted as honey
and milk,
as strength of majestic mountains, rivers
and wind
offered themselves to me.
I carried a primrose
and fled
upon the arrival of mulberry dusk,
in my palm
I held what I thought to be essence of life
in the universe.
Photo credits: Pinterest
A childhood memory in Muzaffarabad, Kashmir ❤️
Posted for Weekend Mini-Challenge @ Real Toads
And Posted on the poetry pantry @ Poets United
54 Responses
Such a sweet memory. Holding a golden primrose in your hand – “I thought to be essence of life
in the universe.” so true when we were children and even now.
Thank you so much, Toni 😀 so good to see you ❤️
So true what your poem says about the conviction of a child. While the world remains pure to our minds, belief can taste unquestionably sweet.
This is so a cute picture of you. And that smile!
Awww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Magaly 😀 so glad you liked it! ❤️
(and thank you for the lovely prompt)
“I carried a primrose”… so beatiful.
Thank you so much, Margaret 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
What a wonderful thing to have that memory with you, and what a wonderful picture from the past
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
The world is alive with magic to the young (and the young at heart 😉)
Definitely 😉 thanks for stopping by, Rommy ❤️
Look how cute you were, a primrose yourself. Childhood in Kashmir must have been enchanted. So beautiful there.
Thank you so much, Sherry 😍 so good to see you ❤️
How beautifully you reaclled your childhhood Sanaa and what a cute little girl you were then with gorgeous smile. What a beautiful poem this is.
Thank you so much, Robin 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
That was endearing Sanaa. Such magic through the eyes of a child, wondering about the world…
Thank you so much, Rob 😀 so good to see you ❤️
A beautiful splash of colour on a grey winter morning, Sanaa, and I love the photo of you as a little child! I also love the lines:
‘the sweet conviction tasted as honey
and milk’
and
‘I held what I thought to be essence of life
in the universe’.
You’ve captured childhood in a flower.
Awww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Kim 😍 so glad you enjoyed it! ❤️
If only we could retain our childhood wonder at the beauties of nature.. look at every primrose with the eyes of a child.
Thank you so much, Kerry 😍 so glad you liked it ❤️
I enjoyed this very much, gracias
Thank you so much, Marco 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Love the scene you’ve given in this poem and the way you carried it in the flower and in the words. 🙂
Thank you so much, Chrissa 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Awwwww *slayed* <3
❤️❤️❤️❤️
And so you did Sanaa… Lovely thoughts as ever… Hope the interview went well and you have a great Christmas x
Thank you so much, Scott 😀 so good to see you ❤️
You too, Merry Christmas 🎁🎄
You are a floating petal traveling the universe.
That’s so sweet 😀 thanks for stopping by, Colleen ❤️
A wonderful memory and poem about it.
Thank you so much, Vicki 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Thanks for sharing cutie pie Sanaa.
Lovely poem
Happy you dropped by my sumie Sunday today
Much💖love
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Much🌻🌸love
A multi layered poem. Inspiring and thoughts provoking.
Thank you so much, Yun Yi 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
J enjoyed contemplating the idea of the ‘essence of the universe.’
Thank you so much, Mary 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
When the bloom says “come here and pick me” to a child and it brightens the gloom and changes the gray, it surely is wise for a child to see it as the meaning of the universe. It’s a gift, a happiness, a sacrifice–all done with tenderness. I love that you may be carrying this moment in your heart, that your poem gives it to us.
Awwww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Susan 😍 so glad you liked it! ❤️
Sweet! I like ‘mulberry dusk’.
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so good to see you ❤️
A lovely memory … beautifully rendered … and put to paper, now, for all time.
Thank you so much, Wendy 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
how sweet and wonderful is this memory.
maybe a child sees differently from adults, that the flower in her hand is indeed the essence of life in the universe.
Thank you so much, Lee San 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Lovely pic of little Saana and words to match. See you next year. Hope you got that teaching job.
Thank you so much, Rall 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Beautiful childhood memory to turn anyone’s day brighter.
Thank you so much, Sara 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Beautiful closing verse!
Thank you so much, Rajani 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Really like this, very much —especially the role nature played through the poem, and the intensity of the ending.
Thank you so much, Ain 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️