From the heart of a dandelion.

Photo by Fatima Lopez

Between the blue sky and the gray clouds

the sunlight shines and pierces the treetops.

Serene water seeps into my sisters seeds

provoking the smell of green grass spreads in the air

and the wild wind its dance with the petals and the bees

So I raise my eyes and look at the sky,

and I wait for the caress of the wild wind

who gently dries my sweet sweat

while my hair is dancing with the air,

my mission in this world ends

So, I am smiling, while I watching the farewell of the father sun

and the farewell of my hope.