Dandelions
A seedling.
Weakly rooted to the dry top soil,
Vainly clinging to sparse blades of grass,
Shaken by the wind,
Forlorn.
A weed.
Cautiously budding,
Wrapping tightly around itself,
Begging for a chance,
Exhausted.
A flower.
Pitifully blooming between bitter slabs of concrete,
Thin petals shriveled by the harsh elements,
Surviving nonetheless,
Enduring.
A seed.
Shedding from the bud,
Scattered by the salubrious wind,
Flying through clear skies,
Free.
At times, desperate fingers catch tufts,
Words are whispered, hopeful pleas.
Drifting from one moment to another,
No longer rooted,
But free.
I am now free,
From all I must be.
Life is about more than survival,
It is about being free,
Free to love,
Free to live.
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