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Sep
04
AROMA PART IV (a poem for jesus)

This is the final poem in a 4-part series on the concept of AROMAS… and how scents can trigger old things. Good things, bad things, Great Things.



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Your scent is multitudes, plethora, myriad


The wind of summer blowing ocean into my lungs


or buttercup essence against my cheek


strong like a hurricane


and gentle as distant thunder


Your breath is life, animation, resurrection


turning dirt into men and holding the earth in orbit


the flies of summer wade through Your exhalation and dance on its waves and excess


Does perfection have an aroma?


I inhale You, exhale You


Your breath is all around,


everywhere


loving, protecting, refining, perfecting


And fills me even when


I forget You.