The Scents of God
Our world is saturated
with the scents of God,
from fragrant flowers,
to green grass and sod.
Some scents are pleasant,
and others are not.
Some fresh and sweet smelling,
others smell of death and of rot.
All here for a meaning,
given by God.
All here for our senses,
on this earth that we trod.
The scents in my day,
I'm now more aware.
They remind me of God.
His presence,
His fragrance,
His all, everywhere!
Copyright © Darlene Gifford | Year Posted 2014
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