Photo of a dandelion against the sunset.
Photo by Aleksandr Ledogorov on Unsplash

One flake, two flake,
descending from the sky.
Many flake seem to come,
around you all at one time.

So many things
with all types of pragmatic confusion
coming your way.
How do you get away? 

Is there an excuse,
what use is it to go on like this?
It’s like a bliss.
There is nowhere to go.
What do we do? Is it true?
That meditation can help you.
This is a time to seek for inner peace.
It’s always been inside of you.