You are a scent.

Sweet, lingering, nostalgic…redemptive.

You are life,

Blooming in the sun, hibernating in winter and sometimes when the world is distracted,

you smile, a little…a reminder of the light within you.

Sometimes, I tell myself that these thoughts would wound me,

You know they do.

So, as my heart yearns for freedom, my soul sings these confessions…like the scent of you that lingers long after you’ve gone.