Dandelion

A dandelion

In a fierce wind

I cannot possibly keep it together

under these conditions

The tiny seeds take flight

And the herb is undressed without a fight

Where beauty was
A skeleton sways 
An eerie reflection in so many ways

I am an awestruck child

with tiny, clumsy hands 

I did not even make a wish

I just watched it all come apart

And every seed (like a piece of my heart)

Is scattered about


I know new life is on the horizon
But I am ransacked and empty
and unable to see past the destruction
to confirm the reproduction of something worth dying for


I am desperate
delicate
devastated 


Where flowers grew
A weed remains
When love once was
there is but a cloudy haze


Suddenly I am purposeless and hopeless
A weed amongst many
Lost in a green sea
And sick with envy


There is nothing quite like it
To ache in this still quiet
And sway in the wind of change
And change in the swaying wind