on dandelions and letting bygones be bygones

some things can just die a natural death. at first you cling on the loss. but good thing common sense always lead you back to thinking right.

there wouldn't be goodbyes even. what is will just be blown to neverwhere just as a dandelion's seeds gets blown in the wind. and yet even as the dandelion's seeds floats in midair, it still is so beautiful; reminiscent of how beautiful it was when it was still whole.

the dandelion's meaning is "happiness and faithfulness". i associate this flower however, with wishes & heart's desire. albeit what with it's being whisked off with even the gentlest of breezes, there's something bittersweet with the flower. that with its fragility, everything can be blown off with the slightest of disturbance. But then again, there's something nice with it's being free enough to be blown by the wind and float in midair. there's happiness in there i think. and faith and trust in that wherever the seed may land, that's where it ought to be; that that's where you ought to be.