The dandelions are back here in the fields around my home. My
favorite flowers are always among the first to show up in Spring and
among the last to leave in Fall. Their sweet, gentle beauty always
warms my heart, delights my eye, and brings joy to my soul. They
literally fill the lawns and meadows at this time of the year and
continue on throughout the summer in spite of the countless attacks
from lawn mowers and weed killers that they must endure.
I have loved dandelions ever since I was a little boy. I can
remember picking handfuls of them to give to my Mom and seeing her
beautiful smile when she smelled their sweet fragrance. I can
remember too gathering hundreds of their blossoms so that my Grandma
could make her famous dandelion wine. I can also remember using all
the air in my lungs to help flower after flower scatter its seeds to
the winds. I can remember most of all, however, just lying in the
grass surrounded by these tiny, golden suns and wishing that summer
would never end.
As I look out my window right now I can literally see thousands
of these miraculous, little wonders sharing their beauty with the
world. They remind me a lot of our own acts of love and joy. They
are small but strong. They are sweet but hardy. They are simple but
long lasting. They may seem tiny and insignificant by themselves,
but if you fill a field or a life with them then Earth looks a lot
more like Heaven.
May your days always bloom with loving acts then. May your mind
always blossom with joyous thoughts. May your heart always flower
with compassionate feelings. May you always feel the love of God
sprouting up within you and around you. And may you always make all
your life as beautiful as a field full of dandelions.
~ Joseph J. Mazzella ~
[ by: Joseph J. Mazzella (joecool@wirefire) -- from 'Inspired Buffalo' (InspiredBuffalo@lighthouse.net) ]
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