Bicentenary Poems and Prose

The Dreamer's Scent Awakens the Soul of the Seeker

The Dreamer's Scent Awakens the Soul of the Seeker:
To the Blessed Beauty

It is the scent
of the Divine Beloved
that--both day and night--
flows through my dreams,
to awakens my soul
to a New Heaven
and a New Earth.

I am the seeker,
inhaling the bouquet of love
from scriptures revealed by God's Glory.

The perfume of roses
wafts through the Garden of Ridvan
accompanied
by the songs of nightingales.

I am the dreamer
exhaling the incense of unity
to the scattered segments of humanity.

The divine fragrance
emanates from Paradise's Garden
wafting across the planet;
its redolence
penetrating the nostrils
of God's lovers
uniting them
in the Arc of His Covenant.

I awaken
with the tantalizing aroma of faith
clinging to the scent glands of my spirit.

Author's Note: ▼

This poem is the results of a "Blogging Circle of Friends "  prompt see "The Dreamer's Scent Awakens the Soul of the Seeker" . This is Poem 15 of 200 Dedicated to the Blessed Beauty.