It wasn’t long ago

        when I,

while walking down

          a path,

Did what generally

            we do

precious to

              the heart:

I smelled the blossoms

               on the way,

Enchanted by

                 their spell –

One of many wonders

                  in which

Nature does

                    excel.

Those blossoms I soon

                    left behind

But took with me

                     a power

That helped me write

                       this poem

 Within this treasured

                         hour.