Advice to a Buttercup

Undistinguished buttercup
Lost among myriads of others,
To the red ant eyeing you
You are giant stillness.
He pauses on the boulder of a clod,
Baffled by your nearness to the sky.
But to the black loam at your feet
You are the atom of a pent-up dream.

Undistinguished buttercup
Take your little breath of contemplation,
Undisturbed by haughty tricks of space.
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