all the flowers are forms of water

the sun reminds them through a white cloud

the sun reminds them through a white cloud
the sun reminds them through a white cloud
touches the patchwork spread on the hill
touches the patchwork spread on the hill
the washed colors of the afterlife
the washed colors of the afterlife
that lived there long before you were born
that lived there long before you were born
see how they wake without question
see how they wake without question
even though the whole world is burning —W. S. Merwin
even though the whole world is burning
—W. S. Merwin

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