Dear Wildflower,
You grow
at one
at peace
with your beauty,
seen or unseen
in the breath
that is your life.
Life may break you
and yet you reach
beyond the dark
and greet the light
with an open,
radiant face.
I reach down,
pick you and
put you in my hair.
A piece of eternity
crowning
a tower of dust.
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