Wishing On Dandelions
written by: Andrada Costoiu
Do you feel that?
It’s my hand pulling you forward,
Through the dark tunnel of a lost cause,
Where time of your life was already spent.
“Come on! You can do it!”
Do you hear that?
It’s the voice of faith,
Your voice that merges with others,
Me, you, walking the tunnel.
You’re dragging your feet…..
Does it ever end?
Tough! Isn’t it?
Life is tough.
You fell into holes, you jumped into some,
You crawled through mud chasing your dreams.
Are you tired?
Has your mind and body gave in
In your organized preparation
To become who you really want to be?
“Where are we going?” you ask the others,
Walking, crawling through the tunnel,
Next to you.
“We are walking out, keep going,” they tell you.
And one by one, people come out,
Returning to sunshine and a sky with no clouds,
Returning to the innocence of roaming through the fields,
To the dandelions,
Waiting to make all dreams and desires come true.
And so they pick another dandelion,
Wishing in their hearts, and believing that their wish will come true.
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