A quirky old wise man once told me, “follow the scent."
Though I was too naïve to know exactly what he meant.
Still, I listened, and grew, more than I ever thought I could,
Just as he had said, and always knew I would.
His faith crossed my path again and again,
Across time and space much love did he send.
one love, one fear,
“don’t be afraid to come near,”
they whispered softly in my ear.