Dandelions

The more I blow the far it goes No direction, no aim it just blows far away It dries but does not die It paves a way to propagate new lives It shines in sun so bright and bold It will navigate its own sail in storm When adult it mesmerizes the eyes But when it gets old the glory still be held It transits from sunny rays to starry lights Sunny petals become ball of snow white The wind takes it away far from your sight You may think it has vanished But my friend it sprouts somewhere else You may drift away in the roller coaster of life Without steering you will sail Without compass you will navigate But finally you will be at your destined place