The Dandelion Deity

Find God in Everything

In a slow Oak and Elm ING breath
Ent felt tears in the air
She inquired the feather like dancer
From where a river now streamed
Say, your sobbing must stop
Just enjoy being unlocked
You do not know tree pain
With my long hard locks
Knotted under the weight of usefulness
for you are still yet a seed
Riding the wind of dreams
No rings yet formed on fingers
rings to be broken for fires timber
Your tendrils are bendable
The beginning fragment of a future
So show no pain and suture a smile
I know capons 
who fell free from home 
Only for gravity to shatter dreams & reclaim them to the unknown. 

And the dandelion said:
My short life comes with long memory
While  my youth may seem naive to tree
I have only arrived and I must die to be 
You will remain when I am reborn 
deity
And as your locks begin to leaves
And birds flock like river ocean streams
I know pain because I remember birth
I will die a thousand times before you know me
Yet these tears should not offend 
I cry to womb the happiness within.

Author's Note

Photo Credit: artist Igor Artyomenko. "Sunset of empire"