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