they begin in silence
small suns tethered to the earth
by stems too thin to carry
the weight of wanting
we find them
in cracks of sidewalks
in the untamed corners of fields
where wild things learn
the language of the wind
I pluck one
soft as a whisper
and close my eyes because
dreams need darkness to take root
a single breath
and the seeds scatter
each a wish
each a maybe
each a map
without a destination
no one sees where they land
that’s the magic
that’s the risk
but the wind keeps them moving
and that’s enough to believe
that even weightless things
can find their way home
The Creative Chic
The Creative Chic 
The depth and adventurous message of this is so beautifully stunning! Absolutely Gorgeous!!!!! Without a doubt, this has gotta be on one of your all time best lists! 😍💞🌹❤️🙂
Awww, thank you so much! You’re the best! That love and support tho! ❤️🙂
You’re Beyond welcome! Them Dandelion Dreams tho! ❤️🙂
Love the quiet flow of this:)
Thank you 🙂
Fantastically descriptive, …love the dandelion, dispersing life and finding a home, …💫
Thank you so much, I appreciate you
I love this.
Thank you girl!
Sublime. 💖 Thank you for the beautiful shares this week, Jenn. Greatly appreciated.
Thank you so much ♥️ I appreciate you
You’re very welcome and I appreciate you, too. 💕
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