Sent of a Woman

Made, better yet,

harmonized scents

long as i can remember


It’d be foolish not to know

plants and spices are

not my creation

as i, too, am created

of The Most High


A mom often teaches US girls

about cooking, makeup and perfume

the likes of which

now have a different order & priority

in some senses

sent far behind me


My last blend was a few years ago

following a moment’s break

from bedside [sic] a wounded mate

inspired rose, almond, amber


The one other ingredient

only The Lord knows

since my makeshift

handwritten label wore off


Having completed a recent assignment

otherwise

the bottle of that former favorite

succumb to God’s Hand too


Breaking point

Much of its content spilled

into a bag he’d given me

calling for clean-up before the aisle

and a new signature aroma


Just then

the oil of God flowed most essentially

with covenant peace of His branch

equipping inner lamps for His direction

fortifying the skin to better deflect the enemy


offering pure fragrance

drawing us nearer to His heart

beyond container or commerce

despite incensed Babylon


Others report opposing

odd or acquired taste

by Grace

Its top, middle & base notes Being


trust that faith grows

Hope floats

yet Love abides…

or nothing will.


Regardless

it’s all-ways The High Priest

Who best brings

all things together.

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