I have a secret Told by my mother The one I will not forget I have the universe's character
I loved the stars, moon and sun She knows it very well Will have it even if I run Or contract a demon in hell
"If you want it on hand" she said "plant a Dandelion" And I laughed at her instead But she's serious like a *****
Mother have it on hand A yellow flower with white puffball And in my palm it land I'm too afraid to let it fall
"The flower represent the sun" "White puffball is the moon" Slowly she blew it with fun "These floating seeds are the stars this noon"
My gaze follow the seed As it falls like shooting star It is my universe indeed A dream I've reached so far.
Okay, this was the longest piece I posted so far ( I actually have long poems but I found it so boring) and I loved because I used to share with you the secret of Dandelions. I really loved how it represents the three celestial bodies. I remember the time I have a Dandelion in my hand I really said in my mind: "What the ****, the universe is in my hand!" Lols. P.S. I really wished that the next time you saw a Dandelion, you will not see it as a ordinary flower but a beautiful celestial being.