dandelions and trees

Last night, I had an impulse to change my image to a dandelion. When I woke up this morning, just moments ago, there was this poem … ‘Of Dandelions and Trees’.

As I wake up on a new day
I’m in a new place and time

As I look back to what was
I look ahead to what will be

As a time of discovery nears
I reach out while reaching in

As life calls me to move
I find presence in being still

As a dandelion is of a return to life
I drift freely from now to forever

As a tree is of growth and wisdom
I am grounded, planted, secure.

ajh

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