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The sweet scent of sun-dried pine needles releases with a crunch of feet Stepping along the path more forest smells rise Fern, moss, the compost of fallen trees, new shoots and green berries  This symphony of smells is kairos time
I am held here in my childhood summer in my now moment of reprieve paused in the mid-June late-day shadows as the breath of God livens the soil of my skin I am re-membered by the sacrament of this. . . This By the sacrament that this is June 15, 2015
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9/23/2019 07:52:13 pm
Though the piece was kind of short, I am lucky enough to have understood the message you try to imply on this one. If you are going to look at it, it seems like the poet is talking about the plants. But if you are going to look deeply, it is given that there's a lot more than we can get there, it is about life, acceptance and faith that we will see there, we just have to look closely and we will be able to see howe broad the topic is and you will be thankful for everything that this piece has to offer for you. Leave a Reply. |
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