Is there anything more lovely
than dandelion seeds floating in the wind?
Watching them fly, I ready myself to leave.
Who invented these wonders?
Tiny seeds suspended from gossamer webs of thistle
blowing, traveling, breezing by.
No future, no past, no planning
Just suspension, resting in the pure, present sky.
Laura
1 comment:
dandelion seeds floating away is one of my favorite images
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