Lost Souls and Fragrances
Lost Souls and Fragrances
A saffron fragrance mixed with aromas from desert shores
Salt and seaweed lifts the distances of spirits drifting on tomorrow
Archeologists are touched and drawn
To the other side with all their senses
They search with empty bodies even now
Spirits lead the way
Reach through centuries, which took those souls so long ago
Through distances on countless years to Istanbul for study
To copy, to replicate the human souls, of the lost and found
Archeologists have no clues
They dig through so much memory, buried
But when they open up the very last tomb
The smell, the aroma, the human and the spirit
Open on the ancient to the here and now
Scent and soul comes through, holds on
Lingers with the find until tomorrow
10/11/14 The Scent of Your Soul - Poetry Contest
Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2014
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