Free and unchained, a dandelion soars
But what many don't know, a dandelion roars.
Seen as a pesky weed, it flies.
It can unfold your deepest lies.
It scatters its parts to every land.
When a human blows it from his hands.
It fights change, it stays the same.
It pollinates even in the darkest days.
From dent-de-lion, meaning "lion's tooth"
When it lands it can change moods.
Call it little but ants can bite.
They can defeat you in your strongest, in the blink of an eye.
