Perfume
Freedom’s perfume
Lifts the pall of gloom
From thoughts, intertwined
In a negative mind
The perfume’s price
Entertaining no vice
Letting us regain control
On the road to our soul
Perfume never disappears
It is in nature’s tears
That fall from the skies
When a raincloud dries
To hold onto the perfume
Awareness must bloom
Freedom spreads everywhere
Removing traces of despair