Fragrance of the Heart

The fragrance of the heart is fragrant heartful

Living in the present is life artful

It wracked me watering, to grow from within

The fruitage lucent, is a being thoughtful

Don't give any name, to relation of my being

You think it existed, though is frightful

Frightened to live, is life in vain

Is here fearless, 'being' rightful?

Reality of pompous, is truth boastful

foolishness here wisdom though it's trustful