Smoke particles drift upward, merging, mingling,

sweetening the air,

praising as they surround the Word.


For just a passing, dissipating, moment.

Water from mountain streams,

makes its way to farm and city dwellers.


Purifying, refreshing, rewarding, sustaining,

the simplest and most complex of lives.

People blend into the blur of metropolis.

Going somewhere to find someone to talk to;

in the meantime ignoring each other on their journey.

As if all infected with some disease.


But others see meaning in it all.

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