Everyone loved roses, dahlias, and daffodils for they were the epitome of beauty, colour and brightness among flowers. But she loved dandelions that were pale, hazy and ended up as colourless spores floating aimlessly in the air.
She was like a dandelion. She had no shiny face or jet wavy hair or any adorable feature. No one ever loved her or dived deep into her heart to feel the immense love she had hidden inside.
As dandelions were shun away so was she. Thus, she poured every single drop of her affection on dandelions; nurturing them with care. This way both felt being loved. She danced with dandelions , flew with them to the end of the world, experienced the air rush in her hair, ah! such happiness she found in the company of dandelions AND one day she slept in dandelion-arms, becoming one of them.
Very touching.
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ReplyDeleteA lovely piece, of transformation!!
ReplyDeleteVandana, I like this story....make me pondering....should we allow ourselves to absorb in what we love to become one of them.....very inspiring words :)x
ReplyDeletei think we have all felt like this at one time or another. :)
ReplyDeleteThis is delightful:)
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ReplyDeleteWonderful.
ReplyDeleteAND one day she slept in dandelion-arms, becoming one of them....
ReplyDeleteimpactful.
nicely put ...amazing
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful!
ReplyDeleteI wish we could all find peace in being ourselves.
tenderly touching
ReplyDeleteMade for a sad reading.Should people be taken in only by out ward appearances and ignore the beauty in the person?
ReplyDeleteA delightful little story and a lovely image.
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A great end for her. She deserved the love and peace. Following you Vandana. Hope to connect with you on my blog :)
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful dear!!! I love dandelions too...
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Amazing post my dear <3 !
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Gawd! that was so simple yet so touching and poignant! loved it!
ReplyDeleteI liked it, but I'm afraid I don't like dandelions, too much. They always grow where you don't want them.
ReplyDeleteso short, unexpected, and utterly lovely
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful piece - dandelions are surprisingly resilient and strong..they are good flying companions
ReplyDeleteI LOVE this!
ReplyDeleteSuperb imagery! I would love to drift away with a dandelion on a breeze...
ReplyDeleteI'll think of these words when I look at dandelions. Very poignant.
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ReplyDeleteGreat praise for one of the most beautiful, yet most reviled, flowers of all. It makes you wonder what deep, dark sentiments in the human psyche make a plant such as this become the object of everyone's efforts to destroy it.
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