Dandelion

A single dandelion
standing tall
in fresh green grass
Golden yellow
underneath the
blue skies

Full of the promise of new life

Waiting to be transformed
Prepared to fly and
carry her seeds within
to color this world

Bequeathing a blanket of yellow to all

If only humanity could perceive its beauty
It won’t be plucked out
Like a new idea borne into barred minds