Wandering Wish...

I meander among an indiscriminate sea of wildflowers allowing the scheduled seconds turn into unplanned hours and as my toes browse through the rooted splotches of paint my thoughts sail in a nomadic wind devoid of restraint looking for barefooted childish notions of a wander’s life that swirl in the dreamy cosmos expelling one’s strife but just as I found my youthful stars, away they flew like a dandelion wish that patiently waits to come true