Scent of roses (haibun)

red roses at OliG

One feels her warmth as she pulls you toward her chest and hugs you as if you are her child. Fragrance of roses wash over you despite the thousands who have already surrendered to her loving embrace…

thoughts linger
weightless, yet, fulfilling
silencing the mind

silencing the mind
scent of roses awaken
feeling her embrace

© Tournesol ’15

Amma’s hugs

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