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Glimpsing your flowers

I need not guess

to discern sunshine

the reason to your air


strolling your garden

I need not dig

to measure the depths

the root of your despair


dancing in rainfall

I need no gauge

to know it’s fertile

this soil we may share


growing together

we need not feast

to fulfill our souls

this one endless prayer