Ode to a Jambolan Tree

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When I try to find the  inner child in me,

it is your shrouding leaves and purple berries I see.

From hard living and discord of poverty’s gloom

you were my escape, my salve, my healing room,

a refuge– surrogate mother to nurture my wound.

You were the lofty stage for the songs that I crooned,

the neighborhood listening as a matter of routine,

applauding my talent with each song I would sing.

Everyday would not be complete without you in scene,

climbing through your branches, I became your queen.

 

Oh how fondly I still remember you as I spread my name,

you’re in my stories of climbing I  the ladder of fame.

How little I was then, when you invited me  in,

to escape turbulence and pacify the rage felt within.

In your fold , my earliest dreams were nourished.

You escorted my daydreams as my imagination flourished.

You were my anchor, my secret home from brutality

of drunken brawls, chaotic lives and melancholic futility.

How well I remember the fall from your twisting branches.

Many years later, the scar reminds me of taking chances.

 

My most cherished memories belonged to the future,

not whether my wound received a healing suture.

Instead I regale the blissful hours  I spent with you,

leaning from higher branches to get a helicopter view,

learning to rise above my context without losing me,

finding the balance- standing tall with smiling humility.

As I nibbled your purple fruit and dreamed of distant places,

drew strength from your sturdy trunk, your open spaces.

You taught me to stand proud and not follow the crowd,

draw your healing power to share and make you proud.

 

Though you are long gone, you are a fixture in my mind,

lessons I learnt of how to stand firm yet  still be kind,

to borrow your resilience in stormy trials and acerbic strife,

copy your composure in the humid weathering of your life.

I took tuition from you to never become static and stuck,

but to believe in changing fortunes and drawing my own luck.

You dusted the chips off my shoulder as you did in the field

where you were a stranger, distinct in your unique yield.

When I recall the grey walls and dim light of childish years,

you are the beacon in my mind’s eye that annulled my fears.

 

 

 

For more information about this tree visit:

https://hort.purdue.edu/newcrop/morton/jambolan.html

7 thoughts on “Ode to a Jambolan Tree

    1. Hey Lady G. Good to see you here.Well, I must give credit where it’s due. Thank you for encouraging me. I had to do a quick study on how to write an Ode and I must say that the tree came out looking pretty good in the ode. It was a rough neighborhood those days so I realised so much more how important that tree was to me. Kinda realise that it was where I preserved my sanity and where my imagination was hatched. It was quite fascinating to do some research on the tree and find out things I didn’t know as a child. So there goes some of my incognito😀 But I’ve told some of the story in motivational talks coz as I said the other day, we can rise above our contexts. I’ve been working on our homework. Tracy has posted his homework. I’ll give you a shout when I’ve posted mine If time is a problem just let me know. I’ll take a look at your post in the morning, give the rest of the family time to go ahead of me.See in a bit and Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!

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      1. You DID that and you know that I understand how much of a sanctuary that a tree can be!
        I am so happy that I have encouraged you to step out a bit. I, myself, have been so closed up for the last few years and I just decided that I needed to open up. I find that blogging is the best platform for it. Hey and it gives me the chance to meet folks just like me who are using their art as a vehicle for working things out!
        Get your rest my friend. The party will still be jamming tomorrow when you get there!

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      2. Thank you Girlfriend – I’ll give you a shout in the next few minutes but it’s soon lights out for me. Enjoy the rest of your evening and the Family Reunion of course!!

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