It smells like you
Your scent hangs heavy in the air
Like my hair,
As it spirals down my face like smoke,
after days of tending the fire.
Your wet, dampened-by-the-rain scent
Like the thread of your presence
Weaving a web of memories
– others remembered, others yet to be fulfilled –
It smells like rain
I caught a whiff of the mist rising to kiss the Sun.
Like a prayer it raised me up to the Heart of the Heavens and led me to the clouds that gather in your eyes.
Your aroma is that of the Earth.
It seeps through the soil of my fertile Heart-Mind and inspires the Truth.
I hear the Song now
Each dew drop a note in the Symphony of Life.
And so…I feel your roots within me now, Man-Tree.
The Breath of Life reminds me of your lessons and Love.
How can I forget?