It\u2019s a mistake
\nnot to take
\na dandelion seed seriously.
\nI watched it lilt
\nin the breeze
\npast my window.
\nAn air gondola.
\nA bird released
\nfrom the explosion
\nof a yellow flower.
\nVoyage to nowhere intended.
\nPurpose in the gentle unbeing
\nof a mind,
\nthe nebish of a snowy sprite.
\nI feel inside its weightlessness.<\/p>\n
Can I go with you?
\nBe a dream wide awake?
\nUniverse of neurons
\nholding hands.
\nI am unintentional laugh.
\nWhat a child feels expanding.
\nBeing funny.
\nMaking believe.
\nGoing beyond the speed of light
\nto being somehow,
\neverywhere and everything.
\nDandelion seed
\ndrifting toward a place
\nwhere sunbeams come.
\nA man
\nas he sips coffee,
\nwatching
\na dandelion seed at play.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
It\u2019s a mistake not to take a dandelion seed seriously. I watched it lilt in the breeze past my window. An air gondola. A bird…<\/p>\n