Dandelions

I am floating in a gentle breeze
That moves the sails of Heaven's ships
I am free of cares, my heart is light
And bright is the smile on my lips

The breeze, it blows beneath my wings
My delicate wings of hopes and dreams
It lifts me up to soaring heights
With no effort on my part it seems

I ask not where I am being carried to
For the breeze knows where I am meant to go
I worry not if I fall to the ground
For at that very place, new shoots will grow

As I surrender to His divine grace
That caresses my soul every living day
I think of dancing dandelion seeds
And wonder if they too must feel this way