The Fragrance of Green

My hands know the blessing
of the fragrance of green…
the dill and the chives and
the blue sky wakeful breeze
that is basil, pinched and collected
in the crown of my hat—
the same canvas bowl that is bright
from the shower of lemon thyme leaves
releasing sunlight in their wake
when my thumb draws down to loose them.

Kimberly M. King, RSCJ