Are you a messenger
In those lemon dresses
against the fence.
With all your friends
in a thousand hues.
Love notes sent
along the rainbow bridge between.
A simple scent; momentary travel through our nose to our limbic system. A direct line from the outside world into our brain. Instantaneous then slow; a smell then the slow wash of emotion. We are transported moments, days, years, decades. To places, events, people, feelings.
The delicate, fleeting sweet pea. A fragrance that is elusive and hard to discern. Sweet and deeply nostalgic for me.
With one deep inhalation, the scent takes me far away – time travel. To Montana. To my twenties, browsing farmers markets. To Alaska, where my prolific plants gifted me vases full. To a cutting garden, where I blissfully gathered handfuls with my loving mom and sister. To a treasured friends garden. To my sisters welcoming home.
They are a beloved addition to my garden and heart.
To alight upon a bended leaf
slide swiftly down a shallow groove.
Toes dipping in a tiny pool
with shade above and loam below.
A scalloped chime without a sound
a melody pure, a deep bouquet.
Inhaling deep for calm and joy
to be a fairy beneath your bells.