Sweet aromatic therapy
my plans for the evening,
relaxation and meditation
after a long day at work.
My mind is now on mute-
engulfed in sweet fragrances,
spending down time on the chaise,
relaxed on chill,
when the mind began to wander
finding its way to the homeless man
from the other day…
I’ve seen homeless before,
the heartstrings are always pulled-
going from concerned to sorrow-
then to helplessness.
But, homelessness has taken on a new facelift
the outcome looks like you and me.
It’s not easily recognizable at times,
it’s hidden behind a smile,
look closely into the faces of the ladies, men,
and children at church,
your co-workers,
family or friends,
you’re find it there.
It wandered into my path
the other day.
I looked into the eyes of fear and desperation.
It was the face of a 76 years old man.
Some hearts are hardened
to its plight,
because some have been scammed.
I gave no resistance the other day
to sow my seeds of kindness.
Now, as I sink further into thoughts
attempting to relax
in aromatic calm,
I must take a moment –
to imagine the stench
the homeless bask in
to escape to a
place they consider home.
