Smoke.

There's nothing wrong with your arithmetic in this one, Luna 🙃.
There's nothing wrong with the poetry, either.
I can smell the sweet scent of that smoke in every word. Lovely. 💐

Thank you so much, Ajay ☺️

Such a flawless haiku. I love it. You create an atmosphere with such few words.

Thank you so much 💖

Dear L,

You are the master of writing poems and stories that captivate and mesmerize. The adjectives create such a fabulous sense of scent and vision. Such a glorious piece. H🌷

Thank you so much, Honoria 💖

No doubt, that  pine and coniferous plants  incense the air and embalm the heart with so much happiness and serenity, If only we keep this habit last long :!

Stay happy Luna.

Thank you so much ☺️

Loved the colors, loved the words. It’s magical

Thank you, Wally!

Lovely haiku. I love to stare into the smoke. I’m a white sage guy myself. Really beautiful work.

I love to stare into the smoke, too.  It’s so meditative to watch it dance and sway.  Thank you so much for reading ☺️

Hold and release.... I love that part.
Face to face with some situation, just hold your breathe, inhale deeply and release...
Thank you.

Thank you so much!

Beautiful words and illustration. I love the smell of incense.

Me too!  Thank you!

The scent within a room where fine scotch is served in a heavy tumbler.

Indeed 💖

i try not to inhale these days, but i'm sure it smells nice.

I'm inhaling my fav Oud as I read this!
Enjoyed!

Thank you so much!

I got a sacred scent I like to inhale on to. Bring me lot of comfort yea

It really does 💖