Free Spirit

dandelion-photo

From Creative Commons

 

 

Often I float on

breezes designed by my soul

pieces of me drift

away into my daydreams

where people I love reside

 

on notes of music

I ride the impulse to dance

crafting my soundtrack

on which to move through the world

with energy, compassion

 

sometimes obsession

that inevitably blows

holes in my being

dream scattering lonely seeds

of renewal on the breeze

 

a work in progress

I am never quite complete

like dandelions

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