Frankincense Poem by Pragya Deb Burman

Sitting and gazing vacantly,
Through the window in my room,
A chilled air envelops me;
I suddenly smell the musty heaviness
Of an unknown doom,
And light an incense stick to smoke away
These unnerving fears,
Which on my mind, so often play.

Fragrant twirls of Frankincense
Rise dreamily, Intoxicating my senses,
Its warm & musky embrace,
Enticing and mesmerizing me-
And I feel I could touch the heavens!

The misty incense clouds the room,
Does it also cloud my vision?
I watch the disintegrating fumes...
Dense puffs of smoke fading away into nothingness;
The heady essence lingers on, for a while...
Everything is so transitory, and tears replace smiles.

My only prayer is to hold on to the divine fragrance,
Of your lovely soul;
Never fading, always growing,
Spreading joy in my lonely world;
Yes, you are my life's essence,
You're my eternal frankincense.