‘Lovely scent isn’t it?’ Mum loves roses in her garden.


I bring it in front of my face.

Breath in deeply. Enjoy  scented air pass though nostril till bottom of lungs.

Breath out slowly. Still enjoy the scent. Root of tongue is opened widely.

When I find held places in my body and mind, I recall Mum’s rose.

Close eyes welcoming rosy air. Scent is absorbed into each cells, corners of mind.


Holdings are released. Roses are in my heart.