rain stained flower

I am meditating again,
doing my best to pray
I want to belong
          I want to share and
                                            express
           the mystery of Ecology
 The wayfaring isn't hard
          if you move with the waves
           Your laughter is like a morning dew
 making this dandelion weed
           feel like a rain-stained flower.

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