With Every Heartbeat

Flowers tumble,
Spreading their thoughts
in scented winds,

Passing through breath
that knows love and hate
and pain and joy,

From mouth to mouth
with new life and
a fresh distance,

Beyond the fields,
Beyond the rows of
grey concrete and

scattered remainder,
Lost over horizons in
endless crowds,

Passed, from one
to the next, with
each wrenching thought,

With every heartbeat.

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