I have fallen all over in love with dandelion!
the lion
that wakes you in spring
I squatted next
to dandelion
waiting for
permission
to uproot
him. Holy work
digging deep loosening
the soil. I
gently pull & feel how one being
gives itself
into my
hands. The dirt around
holy also.
Some of it will make it into the tea pot
& I am
becoming wilder
freer
earth dance
wild bold
dandelion
blossom velvet
to the
touch. My tongue traces each petal
taking you in chewing
you
slowly so
sweet. Whispers
of
independence & connectedness
reaching me
from
so close
& still I can’t
grasp it