The Aroma

The senses awaken to the lowing 

Of the cows as I run by .

As beautiful as the surrounding 

Are along my favorite trail

The odor of a skunk .

The rank , strong and often lasting 

For days is common .

I even think about the dog Jake !

As I pass through a skunk patch ,

I wounder about the fragrance 

That I leave behind in my daily 

Interaction with others .

I know God spreads his fragrance 

Every where .

As my nose winched at the smell 

Of the skunk ,

I have to wounder about the times

When I might have hung 

On to anger and bitterness
to long .

Have I caused others to turn 

Their noses at Christianity 

Because my spirit stinks ?

I try to have the fragrance 

That I would want to share

With the world .

Yes the aroma 

Of Christ's love , grace and truth .

I Love You All

By Brock