Wishes
if i jump,
and fall through the clouds...
will you catch me?
like a child's wish -
made on Dandelion seed
from a field
and carried on the wind
waiting to be heard by God
if that seed,
lands on soil and plants promise...
will you search with me?
for those precious secrets -
wanting to be discovered
so we can be like faeries
and somehow manifest
gifts for those innocent hearts
if I hold,
those hearts in the cup of my hands...
will you whisper gently?
that sometimes promises -
get lost but feel broken
and need revival
like a thirsty tree stretching
it's leaves to the falling rain
if i dare,
believe we are part of the Galactic...
will you turn away intimidation?
and choose excitement -
telling the butterflies in belly
to fly out from the throat singing
because young souls are waiting
for the energy of Older to guide
if i understand,
i cannot fly in green suit forever...
will you help me grow up?
without the cursing -
or dwindling of spirit
because we older still bloom
holding ends and inbetweens
growing buds from the Ancients
and i,
will be a sunflower...
looking over the dandelion
Copyright © Meena Taskeem Jahi | Year Posted 2025
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