Twirly Things

Twirly Things by Odin Roark Loneliness, The ever-aware sadness never knowing, Did stumble about untouched Awaiting enigma’s shadow To enter into the light. Came that special day It did awaken, As curled atop summer grass The young boy made simple discovery. So unadorned came the moment, As laying upon his back, A mere release of breath Sent dandelion umbrellas afloat, Their landing a graceful message upon his chest… “Awaken your heart,” Did they whisper, “For challenge awaits beyond youthful innocence.” So many years trailed behind, Where among trampled grasses of trial and error Memory’s favorite messenger, This weed of delicate flight, Remained his companion of conscience, Childhood’s compassionate gift. How precious was discovery, Introduced once as a gently landing twirly thing, Quietly delivering a weathered warrior called love, Life's protection for man's vulnerable tenderness... Within.