Dandelions

In a field of yellow,
Dandelions everywhere,
As joy fills the air.

In a state of gratitude,

As I make a wish,
My entire aura is yellow.
I’m glowing in my highest vibration,
Surrounded by these magnificent flowers.

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As I make a wish,
I can smell the sweet scent of dandelions,
Hopeful that my life will continue to shine

Bright like the yellow petals,
Continuing to grow.

Like a seed takes time
To transform into a flower,
My journey will have cycles:

Birth,

The physical experience,
Death,
And rebirth.

 

As I continue to pray
In this field of yellow,
A better understanding
Brings peace within.