I was walking with a pensive mood
Wandering in woods
As far as I could.
When a dandelion caught my sight
Beckoning me, a friend in its flight.
I could not but follow it
With the pensive mood and wandering feet.
Soon we reached a grassland green
Where a curious sight awaited me.
A sea of dandelions, white as cloud.
My pensive mood turned into grace, profound.
Enthralled I stood and saw
The inviting dandelions, I gazed in awe.
The wind was strong and the dandelions flew
To God, in the heaven I knew.
Still in a trance, I turned to go
But the flowers said,
"Not now, no."
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And Life Flows Along
Poetry'And Life Flows Along' is a book of poems that speaks of life's endless journey towards eternity carrying its different elements- love, sorrow, birth, death, loneliness and other shades. Dear Reader, I am 14 and have self-published this book of mine...
