Essence

Your fragrance surpasses
All man's genius
For commercial artifacts.
Aromatic oils flow
Freely from your fountain
Of being!
Delicately you spray
Colorful posy scents,
Permeate the atmosphere
And shower exquisitely
Perfumed healing balms
That soothe hearts.

by Evelyn Anita V. Henry

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