Fragrantly
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Fragrantly
Wafting through the air
Rosemary cuts an acrid trail
For pungent sage on his way with
Parsley on his arm in her feathered finery
And crisp bouquet

Olives pressed
To make sweet oil
That sizzles softly
Around pink salt that came
From the tallest mountains
To my pallet

My mouth fills
In anticipation of the
Mingled essences in the air
I am grateful to each living thing
From the beasts who walked
The plants that grew
The herbs that sprung
The olives that clung
And the salts the flew
From the mountain tops

Fragrantly and Thankfully
You fill the air
And my tummy
Powering my body
For another day of living