sense the fragrance

i heard the softest of footsteps
then i sensed the fragrance of a presence
never spoke with you, nor indeed did i see you
but i knew
i knew
i had to follow you

it was without a care
that i knew not to where

what does the destination matter
when in the end we only reach forever

splitting through, shattering my ego
you left me vulnerable, transformable

you hushed my questioning
i knew it all without you answering

i always wanted to walk alone
yet to feel i am never on my own

was it faith?
was it faith?
faith is so fickle though
just the tiniest twitch, faith will go
or else, perhaps
faith will grow

will you walk with me then?
but keep your distance
so that i never need to see you
but ever sense
the fragrance of your presence

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