in life I never drank dandelion wine <br />for sour grapes bitter tastes I had no time <br />upon rich green grass map child like flowers <br />bright yellow petal flowers imagination showers <br /> <br />through blue skies or grey watch seasons changes <br />feelings thoughts minds souls through wonder ranges <br />yellow petals one day transform into white honeycomb <br />fade into spectral preparation seeds in readiness to roam <br /> <br />dandelion seeds are spun web silk threads of freedom life <br />carried away by gust breath of wind or child’s puff glow spice <br />tiny silk stem parachute flowers, freedom launch breath awaiting <br />to travel like tiny parachutes, on breeze wind wonder never abating <br /> <br />strong wind can carry tiny flower parachutes, miles away from parent <br />plant yet freedom seed flying stays, within wonder of any vision heart<br /><br />Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bright-yellow-petal-flowers-imagination-showers/
