The Dandelion Seed

    The Dandelion Seed.

I saw a seed that dazzles

In the cradle of lean fibers

The tiny wrinkled seed that smiles

Floats with clouds in the sky

Listens to humming wind.

I saw the seed that dazzles

As earrings dangle down

On twigs of leaves and buds

Murmurs with butterflies compound eyes

Moving over the paddy fields

Where the harvesting birds tweets

It crosses the embankments

Wide open fibers spinning,  

O” rolling then slanting

In sun rays shining, leisurely landing

I saw the seed that dazzles.

My childish mind was blown

Started running behind

While touches meadows

I caught up it in my hands

 pats and kisses with care.

It crackles the sweetest smile.

Turgid with love “The Dandelion Seed”

Resumes growth in the homeland.