Dear Miracle

Setting free the beautiful truth inside.

Eating Dandelions

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My friend’s dog loves dandelions.Dandelion Fields

She loves to eat these bright yellow stars.

To her they must taste good.

Hard to imagine, although it’s said they’re edible.

Apart from the occasional dandelion salad or tea,

humans usually regard them with disdain—a stain

upon our impeccable yards

as we rush around with our clippers and mowers

or attempt to pull them up by their roots from which

they usually pull back.

It’s at the roots you’ve got to get them.

A good dose of Weed-B-Gone usually does it

as they shrivel up, turn brown and breathe their

last little breath.  Sigh . . .

Yet, dandelions are durable little fellows for all our extermination

attempts against their short-lived lives—

bright, small stars, faces to the sky, just happy to be alive.

© 1997 Shoshana Wolfington

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Author: dearmiracle

The hardest thing you will ever do is tell yourself the truth. This is about that. Vulnerability, becoming comfortable with ambiguity and answers that don't always arrive when we think they should. Living in that liminal space, a threshold of not always knowing becomes a sweet spot, a place of opening again and again.

2 thoughts on “Eating Dandelions

  1. Very nice! One person’s (dog’s) weed is another person’s (dog’s) wild flower. I have loved wild flowers since the day my father presented me with a field guide to recognizing them.

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    • Yvette, I have taken up an interest in them the last several years. They are supposed to have excellent health properties. And like you, I have a great love for wild flowers or any flowers for that matter…just look at my blog design! Ha! I do a lot of photography around them.

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