Tulip In The Desert

There was dew, there was mist, there was fresh fragrance in the air,
of the morning, of the sunshine, of the tulip fair.
There was hope, there was joy, there were dreams in her eyes,
of a lovely morning, of the soft bed of grass, of the beautiful sunshine.
 
She could lay there forever, lay there in her world of dreams.
Feel the breeze on her face as her bright yellow gleams.
Unfazed by the winds, receiving it with her open arms,
playing with the humming birds and the bees, she could lay there forever, lay there in her bliss.
 
Her heart was surging with her boundless energy,
she could just leap and drown into that awaiting fantasy.
She was ready to open her eyes and greet the world,
and let her hope and her grace truly unfold.
 
And there she opened her eyes, slowly at first, eager to be swept off her feet.
So eager that she barely noticed the blinding sunlight hitting her face.
She felt a little prickled, but shrugged it off. After all it takes some time to get used to it.
She tried again, squinting and batting her lashes, wondering why this feels like a struggle.
 
She succeeded, she could now see and she looked around with a smile.
It was all bright and white and above there was a dry blue sky.
Oh but wait, where is the soft bed of grass soaked in the dew?
and the butterflies waiting for her and the morning new.
 
Where are the other tulips that promised to be there.
The bees and the birds she could see no where.
She looked around and couldn’t believe what she saw.
Miles of sand flowing to the horizon and the heat that could gnaw.
 
Wasn’t it obvious that she wasn’t supposed to be here?
This must be a mistake, she was sure she was planted elsewhere.
Oh maybe this is just a nightmare, and it shall be over with the sleep.
Once she really wakes up, she will be where she should be.

She closed her eyes tightly, praying to really wake up this time.
Thinking how silly nightmares could get hold of you sometimes.
But there was still fear lurking in her heart.
She couldn’t understand why it was beating so hard!

She looked around again, and to her horror, nothing had changed!
She could not hold her scream and her eyes were filled with pain.
It began to dawn on her, the scorching sun and the dry blowing wind.
That this is all true and that she is alone in this chagrin.
 
She helplessly looked around and screamed out a “WHY?”
She found no answers and no signs of life.
Why was she destined to be in a place where she didn’t belong?
Where there was no one to listen to her and no one to jolly along.
 
She had dreamt of simple pleasures, had dreamt of simple things.
Of love and joy and emotions that could give her wings.
She could not understand why this would happen to her.
What wrong had she done, she thought million times over.
 
There was a silence about it that was too deafening.
To her, life no longer held any meaning.
But her tiny strong spirit urged her to try.
She promised to herself she would no longer cry.
 
She held her head high up against the burning sun.
She knew she was trapped there and had no where to run.
But she still told herself, she will not give up.
She will fight for her dream and live it up.

The day became bolder and the sun rose even higher.
The wind threw the sand that slapped her harder.
She could feel her petals losing their fresh color.
Her mouth was dry and she was draining out of ardor.

She longed for the dusk to come and rescue her.
Maybe that would be some relief from this torture.
But would the dusk make things right or soothe just for a while?
She knew it will be dawn again and it will hit her with all the might.

A tear still trickled down her pale cheek,
for she couldn’t help feel powerless and meek.
She now knew she would perish and no one could save her.
And with her would perish the dreams, the heart and the soul that made her.

The dusk put a blanket over, but it was too late.
She had worn out and had left everything to fate.
She took one last breath and closed her eyes.
Attempting one last time to answer her ‘Why’s?”