Dandelion Symbology
Lance your wounds before the season turns.
Days of pulse and haze are poor companions
for abscesses. The condescending glare of a
yellow sun ripens doubt as it does fruit, and
you have a long road ahead of you ere sunset.
Home is where the heart is, and if fortune is
in your favor, the latter will follow the first
as a child holds the hem of its mother's dress.
Your chest feels as empty as a timpani drum,
but you could beat on it a returner's fanfare.
Daydream of a king's welcome if you'd wish,
but don't forget the path you've yet to tread.
Keep your chin up and take the rugged way,
being mindful of the soft-screaming citrines
shooting up from the trailhead like bullets.
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