Aromatic

The scents of heaven tantalize—
The aromatic fragrance of love
As hearts touch hearts and souls are bound,
And peace is queen of all affairs;

But here I stand with dirty hands,
And try to wipe the stench off me—
The stench of walking through the streets
Where hearts are broken, no one cares;

I add more to the malodor
As I crush others with my pride,
Each smell adds horror to each other
And fills the senses with despair—

But if I follow sweeter smells
And chase aromas to their source,
The perfume overwhelms my heart
And love extracts the stench I wear!

The scents of heaven stain my life,
A heart that has been touched by God,
And in the streets I bring the fragrance
The love of God to share…