Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Essential Oil

I unscrew the tiny lid
on the small vial and pour
one little drop on my

fingertip. Purity soaks
into my pores leaving
no residue.

Its healing properties
date back to a time
when gifts and wise

men followed stars
and found the one
who breathed them

into being. Presents
for a presence laying
low, low, low.