Lily of the Field
in a bed of grass - A prose poem in exactly 50 words
Out in the farthest pasture, minding the drowsy cows, I take off all my clothing, and fold it neat. I lie in a grassy bed and call forth a daydream.
I am a lily of the field today, an open blossom, bathed in the gift of sunlight from the All-providing.
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