Rosemary: Remembrance

 (Originally 1/6/11)

I smell the rosemary

Its scent of renewal and clearing

It fingers its way through my mind, pulsing with redeeming energy

The sensation is overbearing

Now it reminds me of times dwelling in green pastures

When I learned of her story

So precious and pure, her green and blue

Glistening in the Sun's glory

Her silvery white under her leaves is so bright

There is an anomalous aroma about her

She sometimes has aromatic blue bonnets growing on her, open day and night

How can the scent actually help me remember?