What I need is the dandelion in the spring.
The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction.
The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses.
That it can be good again.
I can always reconnect to green….
inquiry for today~ find your whispering spaces today….
I heard a whisper
Coming from the trees
And, in that moment
I was gone
To return, to where I’d come from