skipping through a lily field
with the sword that I wield
i will
besiege the ill world
in color, in kindness
divineness
its colors drip and fall,
flower petals cover us all
scarlet leaves in the fall
winter's witch hazel
spring's yellow trillium
summer's wealth - the lily, lilac,
pink zinnia, and
the fresh bloom
of my favorite daisy
yellow, surrounded by
a warm white hug
I move cautiously away from pain
set my sword down
hope that you can see
the aster I placed
next to the place you rest
I will be here when
the snowdrops bloom
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