Unto Others
A poem
You gave me two hundred dollars
and I spent it all on candles. I guess
I wanted to make sure that, on days
when I am not producing the aroma
of Christ, when I am not at that level
of spiritual influence or holiness, my
house can at least smell like ginger or
lilac, or smokey bourbon vanilla. The
truth is…
Thoughtful, beautiful, and very connective. Thank you!
Elegant as always!