Warm hues and golden light;
Earth glows, ethereal and bright.
Footsteps treading through open plains,
Each step in presence
As a witness to the world.
Nature’s hand extending.
Genius igniting,
Fragrance being noticed,
Alchemy dancing with the mystery of scent.
A doorway leading to a place of softness.
Wood.
Sunbeams.
Open space.
Time, moving slowly and holding the vibration
Of creation.
An artist’s senses, crafting, opening, listening.
Formulating alongside that which upholds
f o r m l e s s n e s s.
Fragrance is born.
An invention of a language;
An offering of quiet intimacy,
Association,
Pleasure.
The essence of the depth of scent.
A vision
White butterflies
Soft breeze
Smoke rising from the unseen.
Light,
revealing.
Earth glows, ethereal and bright.
Footsteps treading through open plains,
Each step in presence
As a witness to the world.
Nature’s hand extending.
Genius igniting,
Fragrance being noticed,
Alchemy dancing with the mystery of scent.
A doorway leading to a place of softness.
Wood.
Sunbeams.
Open space.
Time, moving slowly and holding the vibration
Of creation.
An artist’s senses, crafting, opening, listening.
Formulating alongside that which upholds
f o r m l e s s n e s s.
Fragrance is born.
An invention of a language;
An offering of quiet intimacy,
Association,
Pleasure.
The essence of the depth of scent.
A vision
White butterflies
Soft breeze
Smoke rising from the unseen.
Light,
revealing.
Poem by Boudica Collins
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