The scent speaks direct to the soul,
Streaming in on a gentle breeze,
Fresh and clean and pure,
Unlocking hearts to free with sweet relief.

Aroma of first ever breathed air,
Sweet, but not exactly floral,
Cleansed, but not with bitter bleach,
Warm, but not so the heart recoils.  

A trace of sea salt and ocean,
Newly grown grass and seed,
A note of beginning and sweet wonders,
Braced by hope and joy now freed.

It sings in lungs with eucalyptus and mint,
Designed, created, by the Good Lord above,
The smell of Heaven, truth and peace,
And the Savior's own true love.

The scent gives fresh life to the soul,
Vivacious, strengthened to the core,
Though still indescribable in human words,
With God Himself inviting, Come!  Adore!

----dfav
11/08/2020