FREEDOM / CULTIVATION
FREEDOM / CULTIVATION
O Dandelion, O Dandelion
Your fate is that of freedom
No one to look after you
No one to quench your thirst
You are resilient and beneficial for many things
And found on all continents
You need no one to care for you
You only need the showers of the heaven
O Rose, O Rose
Your fate is that of cultivation
A caring hand brings out your brilliance
But you are a fragile species
You are admired for your beauty and fragrance
And only a few are cultivated to shine
Tender care will make you sought after
Your fate is to be cultivated and admired
© 2013 MUSE (Ute Sonja Elisabeth Medley)
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