She is a dandelion-
a beautiful, chaotic whirlwind
where anything is possible.
Her soul dances freely,
allowing Mother Nature to whisk her away
to wherever she’s meant to be that day.
Then she realized:
too often, she tries to grab hold of the reins.
Her persistence is merely in vain,
leading to unnecessary heartache and pain.
So…
she decides to listen to her heart more,
and not just her brain.
Just like a dandelion encountering the wind,
when she learned to simply go with the flow,
she somehow knew where she was meant to go.
She is fragile- but not as you assume.
Heart-wrenching challenges can bring more than just doom.
Losing whole pieces of herself, yet she continues to bloom…
All types of growth require some room.
She is a delicate, yet resilient masterpiece.
She is a dandelion.

Comments (1)
Captivating poem!!!