Dew
Linda Bansil
Our lives are as simple as the wind
that made us into grains of our universe
Tread lightly as if we match the feathers
a smoke that brought us here
Bring us to the lightness of each ray
the sun will not take it against us
Be pure as if water did not exist
but let it flow like a dew slowly
as dew cannot be caught
as it came to be with our sight
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