by Sally Koetsveld

The scent woke me, and unthinking I followed it,

Tantalising, luscious it led me on.

I passed the shrubs, I passed the trees, I passed the boundaries.

No longer aware of where I was, I swooped and sang

The scent grew stronger and if possible, more beautiful

I ran, I exulted, I followed it to the source.

Here it is. Here!

I blinked in surprise.

The scent was me