Jasmine

After long and freezing winter

On the ending of a day,

Our fresh and breezy thinker

Slowly, sleepily starts it's way.

"Why should come I out?" -

 She bubbled. 

But,

Wallowing in grapefruit rays

Of her celestial trustee,

Pushed this cocky little fay

Out from her fusty sad abbey.

And petal by petal,

Petal by petal

She freed.

Amidst the snowy wings

Beaming on the evening calm,

She stayed before the King

Like a singing shiny psalm.

 "The world is so big,

And so awesome!" -

Exclaimed she and ceased.

He kept silent. Just watching,

Watching and watching,

Watching and watching her grace.

...

From those ancient days

Blessed jasmine fragrance

Fills our tired grey caves

With drops of God's essence.