I Live

Summer is here. It perfumes the wind with jasmine, rose and coriander; scents anchored by rain and garden hoses.

But my bones, my skin — their memory stronger than my own — still recall the other side to this sunny Equinox; biting cold, the scent of snowflakes on a monochrome wind, Earth slumbering.

I close my eyes to the thought and breathe in this moment. In this moment, I live.

 

Another (lagging) entry to the Family Poetry Project. This time, the prompt is/was the phrase “I Live.”

 

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3 thoughts on “I Live

  1. Beautiful! All those smells…
    It is blazing hot here, but I still wouldn’t wish for that monochrome wind. 🙂

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