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Dandelions - Claude Convers
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The dandelions have turned to wind

The paths of grazing cattle ripple the slopes

In the valley the river meanders


Wandering the slanted fields and woods I grew up in
I notice how certain things haven’t changed

Though I have


Am I missing my life?

By thinking that half of it wasn’t lived by me?

By wondering what the other half will be?


I so looked for the right thought in others’ minds

That I forgot… I forgot how I love

To walk the earth in the company of God


I forgot that my dreams were mine to live

As flowers blossom and falter

To become soil, air, streams, stars and whispers


I forgot that I have something to say

Even if my voice croons in tongues and colors
Even if I don’t always remember what I think


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