Dandelion Life
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The plant rises from the seed.
The flower from the plant.
The seed from the flower.
The wind takes the seed.
The seed goes to earth.
In rain and shine.
Light and dark.
All is fine.
In sense.
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Nice :-)
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Love the poem :)
Thanks Z…
Beautiful
Thanks A…
Lovely…
Thanks D…
The outstanding mystery what came first-the chicken or the egg😉i think,it would be strange not to spend ‘money,which we have in our pockets’.it’s pure joy from the beginning/start…😊
Life is first, chicken and egg are a form of that. Then in existence it doesn’t really matter which comes first, everything is preceded and succeeded by something else.
If we spend the money we have in our pockets it might become a habit and we end up in the poorhouse, or the madhouse if we let it run on beyond that. And as with thinking, if we don’t exercise discipline in the easy times it’s too late when to dark times come.
Thanks A… :-)
Truly lovely, Mark. I so enjoyed your philosophical poem too.
Thanks T…
Don’t forget to make a wish when you blow it. :-)
Careful what you wish for … :-)
A beautiful departure from your usual fair, Mark. A fine set of portraits.
Thanks K…
Wonderful 🍃
Thanks E…