Spectrum

Every shade of gray is black and white, but nothing is for certain concerning the existence of a dandelion. A weed can’t be trusted to be transformed into anything more than what it really is. Simply being alive christens anything capable of disappointing and making a wish upon any breathing thing is setting yourself up for a fall, regardless of the height. Hope for the best—prepare for the submersed. Even the loveliest sentiments can’t predict the will and direction of the wind. But the way a child’s stubby fingers plucks the plant from the ground and blows shows wonder and naivete can negate absolute. Wide-eyed transcends turbulence. One shouldn’t mourn the loss of life rooted in belief. Heaven is the better of any bargain. There are far worse things to cry over than spilled milk and dead flowers.