I blow a dandelion.
I broke off the dandelion.
Because it was so beautiful, I wanted to be with it.
But, it means that I hurt the dandelion....
I blow the dandelion.
I do not know where the seed goes.
Because the seed goes to the place where it wants to go.
I want to release it with my blessings...
Because I love it.
Please be free, be happy!