Whiffs of Beauty
What is that lovely scent,
Blossoms of lemon or orange tree?
No, it’s much more than that;
Enticing, comforting, sweet, free!
The air around me is filled.
It wraps me like a shawl.
Glorious whiffs of beauty
Nothing’s like it at all.
God’s presence in my garden;
The smell of holy incense.
So close I feel I can touch Him
Like I’m resting on His chest.
Oh, what an amazing experience,
To breathe His wondrous perfume.
Joy and Peace overwhelm me;
His Love like drenching dew.
The grass suddenly greener.
The flowers electric hues.
The trees glowing life radiant.
I’m caught in His grandeur.
Too soon the fragrance fades
And the sense of His presence departs.
Now, a normal garden day.
Still, Jesus’ touch lingers in my heart.
Copyright 2014 Cheryl S Birch
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Cheryl Birch 
From one poet to another, I like this. Very good.