God Smells So Good Poem by Mitta Xinindlu

God is my flower.
His fragrance is visible to the naked eye like a light from a tower.
Scent so good, He gives me more than life.
He lightens my blues; Oh! What a perfect Knight.

In Him, my garden blossoms even in winter.
Beautiful garden, in need of no sprinkler.
He calms my mind with His bravery and might.
In captivity of mine, He hides my soul with delight.

Oh! How beautiful is He in the morning.
His scent takes away all my mourning.
That perfect smell soothes my soul.
Fragrance spell, as He remains unknown.

Beautiful is He, my God.
He turns my suffering into gold.
A smell so strong to drive away storms.
Smiles in me He forms.
Who else smells this good, but Him?
He's a rich scent, soulful and the mighty leaves of Three.