if i am to be
your prayer flag,
cloth blown to the sky
in air thinner than thought
then let my making be true.
let the hands that
make this cloth
spin this thread
know the taste
of soil and sun
and big season rain
in this cotton,
let the making
of my life
the warp and weft
of my living
be strong enough
to hold this prayer,
strong enough to be here
in the wind
with only love
for the world
in my heart.
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