blessing

i am a blessing not to be wasted
but as solitary thought continues
it is forgotten indeed, hidden among weeds,
a sovereign loneliness longing for good deeds

better to disappear among us, not to hide
but to know our connection pulsing inside
unmoored from our seemingly solid dream
content to be this flowing fog-sky-star-stream

©John Greenleaf-Maple 4/27/17

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