Smell of Kairos Time
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. . .
By the sacrament that this is
June 15, 2015
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.
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