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Mindfulness

Somewhere, a Blue Flax cluster blooms.
Their beauty lasts but for a day
Then die in the sun unobserved.

Someplace, an old man lies dying
Alone in the dark with no one
To comfort and pray at his side.

Oftentimes I amble in fields
Searching for this blue wildflower;
And like Meriwether Lewis

I on occasion find the plant;
When I do, I quickly bundle
A large bouquet and head for home.

This time they are for my neighbor:
A man of eighty in poor health.
“Morning neighbor, have you a vase? ”

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