Posted on May 2, 2021

Touch Matters Bodywork Massage

All my life
I've seen dandelions
and concrete.

I like the cheerful yellow
showing up in fields of grass,
and other
hard life places.

As they age, they are breathed
into the wind stream, and carry on further.

To breathe with the wind
and to watch the seeds fly
is a practice I am glad to share these days,
as others shared with me in childhood.

Concrete also carries on further,
hardened in place.

In this life
I give a nod
to the dandelion.
I want to be more like the flower
and less like the concrete.

Massage therapy serves my
flexibility and cheer.

Practitioners along the way
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