Decisions Decisions
Perusing the shelves of incense
laid out before me;
I felt the futility of making decisions,
clawing at my tired brain.
So many scents to choose from;
why did I come into this store?
Oh yeah, sandalwood and cedar sticks
for my meditation altar.
Jasmine and patchouli, gardenia and rose;
all scents that I love.
Cherry and chocolate, caramel and clove;
The celestial scent sends me briefly,
Into la-la land.
It’s funny how the nostrils get confused,
when trying to pick out a good incense.
Some days, I just want a simple choice;
today it eludes me.
Fifteen minutes of confused,
but scented bliss and all I could decide on,
was a couple of straw hats,
to wear when I’m gardening…
I’m still out of incense.
Copyright © M. L. Kiser | Year Posted 2014
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