Let it be a dream
this pain, this disappointment
a fleeting memory
in the growing light of dawn

Let it be a weed
that is turned over, turned under
to make room
for all that is good and growing

Let it be set afire
so that after the burning cools
wisdom remains
and warms the room with love

Have compassion,
for one day of affliction is a year
and each year
becomes a far heavier burden

Have mercy–
what is dust compared to mountains
yet with grace
even dust can reflect the light of stars

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