Gazing into a sea of flowers
Swaying to the sweet breathe of the sun
The rythm of the native earth beating
                              humming

What are those speckles of stars
But shimmering waves of the little ocean
                                   calling
                                   inviting

want to roll in the soft, perfumed, refreshing splendour
        red, white, brown, yellow, and green

How do I laugh and choke on my tears
Sweat mixing with the soil between my toes
A tiny butterfly rests on the fragile petals of this
  flower that I picked up

Its wings trembling
         burdened with a drop of my tear
         so small in my wrinkled hand

Then it disappears into the honey rays
When the western wind breezes through my long
        
            white hair

written on 3/21/97

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