Pungent rosemary looming lush by the gate
Invites my leaving guests to crush and sniff
Awakens sharp memories, makes
Bright arching thought-bridges.
If only,
We could drop our past like crushed leaves
Having remembered and savoured, let it go
Breathe in sweet Self, and remember just that.
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