Lupus, bronchitis and a breeze from the lemons

Lemon breeze

On this quiet sunny morning,
a breeze of spring does blow,
through the branches of the lemon tree
with a steadiness, and slow.
It winds its way across the beds
of spring flowers in early bloom,
then scrubs the mustiness of winter
from the corners of my room.

It’s fragrance is refreshing as it swirls around me here,
with a gentle touch of sweetness from the garden that is near.
A spiciness of citrus, with the pungency of earth,
combined with floral essence, it has rare perfumer’s worth.

Floral essence

As I lay convalescing
of this illness in my lungs,
I am encouraged and invigorated
as dreariness is expunged.
It’s fragrance turns thoughts outward
to future healthier days,
and brings a gentle smile and solace,
to weary sickroom ways.

Lupus Adventurer

Copyright March 2012