Dandelion

I’m a wanderer who wonders how to make a journey worthwhile. One day, I decided to bring 3 things along my travel. I’m thinking on how to be complete and sometimes it would set me into a trap of desperation, but I hold in my heart the belief that storms will certainly pass.

The 1^st thing that I bring is my watch. Time is an important element for it gives me an idea if I’m in a rush, taking slowly or just in time.

There are times when another impatient wanderer would ask me ‘What time is it, lady?’ I would just answer, ‘Hey, calm down! Maybe you need to look on how the sun looks like or smell the freshness of the flower.’ But she didn’t listen instead; she leaves me still in a hurry.

She’s not the only type of person that I’ve met. There are also calm walkers who sometimes ignore me because he/she is busy feeling the air’s coolness. But it doesn’t bother me much as long as I’m aware where I’m headed to- Thanks to the 2^nd thing that I take on me. It’s my compass. It leads me into a place where I could learn or unlearn values and experiences. I could meet different wanderers too and there are specific moments when I could stay longer on that place because I’ve learned to love some friends there. Yet, I would let them go too when my compass directs me into a more productive spot. That’s a sad part of being a wanderer leaving your friends and memories behind, that’s why I bring with me the 3^rd most important thing- that’s my magic bag.

As I pass by a group of plants along the way, I’ll take out from my bag, my watering pot to provide water to the lilies, carnations, orchids and cherry blossoms. These plants would tell me that sooner or later they’d bloom gorgeously, and other wanderers might notice it too. Others might take care of it or ignore it.

Then my clock ticks! It’s time for me to eat some sandwich. Then one small wanderer would ask me, ‘Can I have some of your food?’ then I would reply, ‘Ok, get this. I still have one.’ Then a smile was painted on his face. I got one sandwich from my magical bag and I join him in eating.

As the heat of the sun, touches my skin. I feel anger in me. I asked myself, ‘Where would this life lead me?’ I almost have everything in me: MY WATCH, COMPASS AND MAGICAL BAG.

Then a blowing wind tells me to surrender it all to the blue skies. ‘You can’t see me, but I can see you. You can’t feel me at times, but I can feel you always. Just like other wanderers who just walk into this long road without knowing why, I know you’re different from them, because you care.’

‘What do you want me to do again?’ the wanderer asks confusingly.

‘Surrender everything to me.’ the wind answers calmly.

‘Is that so? Will this make me complete and my journey worthwhile?

‘Yes. Look on these lovely dandelions, and how I disperse its seeds and flower head for other wanderers’ wishes would come true, too.’

‘Everytime I pass by this wide park, I always dream of meeting and touching the sky with the help of those dandelions; There’s a possibility that I would stop wandering and just take a rest with the cotton-like clouds. I would just look at down from above on how other wanderers get confuse on their way.’

‘That’s it! When you take everything with me, you’ll be as light as these dandelions are. It will be also easy for you to take care of other wanderers and never let them go easily, as you always worry about.’

‘Ok. Then take everything in me.’

The wind transform me into something I’ve been dreaming before- to fly and to touch the sky, to see the other wanderers doing what I’m doing and playing with some kites along the way.

But whenever I take my watch from the wind, I’ve noticed that I become impatient; or when I take my compass, I become impulsive or confuse; and when I get my magical bag, I become more greedy.

So, I have to be reminded that I’ll be forever like a dandelion.

That gives me liberty.