The flight of the dandelion begins
Across the sand and hillocks
A blinded journey of faith on wings of the unseen air.
...
When the dissenters unite
And the lashing of tongues begin,
A faith trembles
Divine bonds are broken
...
The Flight Of The Dandelion
The flight of the dandelion begins
Across the sand and hillocks
A blinded journey of faith on wings of the unseen air.
Thy life bearing sphere
Thy circle being
Silent traveler of hope,
Thy beauty consumes me.
.
.
.
Fly O free spirit
Fly fly fly
And look not back with eyes of sorrow
For beginnings humble
Noble dandelion
Fly, fly, fly.