Drowning and Jasmine

From Mother Poems and A Crack in Time by Shambhavi Sarasvati at Kindred 108. We're all kindred here.

I had to put dawn jasmine
on my crown.
I had to put night jasmine
on my brow and heart and wrists.
I had to remember the
sweet wealth
of life's cascade.

I see the richness here,
but sometimes the poetry
the scent
eludes me.

Each day brings
fresh revelations of our genius
for inflicting
horrors on ourselves
and our world.

This grief drowns us all.

Still the jasmine flows
and the truth is
we are all eventually
swept away
in the river of that
infinite perfume.

from Mother Poems and A Crack in Time by Shambhavi Sarasvati

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