Friday 18 October 2013

Release

Dry, flaky, thin and long
So unassuming -
Quietly, it lay.
Knowing, with baffling certainty
Someday, one day
It would be chosen.

Today. It was.

Allowed to finally free itself
It long and drab form
Transferring, transforming
Fragrant in release.

incense

Filling, fulfilling, its destiny.
It burns. Gladly.

You know that.
Because you sense it. 
That joy.
In the fragrance of its soul,
That quietly permeates, often,
Into your own. 

Undated (about a year ago, in 2012; discovered while hunting for something else, entirely :D )
Picture: Google Image search for 'incense' :)

2 comments:

  1. You can write so well even about an incense stick!

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  2. You can write so well even about incense sticks!

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