The scent in air draws close to one
One who needs but one the son
Inhale the good exhale the stale
The loss of time, the held to fails
Today the chains that bound the hands
Your legs shackled that walk path damned
Shall find relief so breathe real deep
Of fragrance His, fragrance of peace
Know of cause of His not yours
Humble yourself and know of pure
Love above all else assured
The antidote that surely cures
Fragrant becomes the lost now found
The single cause to be around
For mercies wake will engulf you
Showered promise, tried and true
Aroma His he shared upon
A child of yours of years bygone
A shared perfume of love no less
Breathe deep and hear your heart confess
For without scent of Heavens hold
You shall not know of warmth Life molds