Dandelion Seed Poem by JJ Evendon

A slight pull spawns transformation
springing the rumpled canvas to life.
Air funnelled through its open chambers inflates its form
that shapes the wing of a Skyrider.
Creating lift, defying gravity,
it rises quickly displaying a readiness for flight.
A red silhouette posed against a blue and white sky,
supported by just a gentle breeze.
Its once limp cords, now taut, supportive.
Dramatic! Dynamic!
My body harnessed,
warmed by adrenaline.
I pause, to let the eagle inside, savour the climax of anticipation.
I take few steps and there I am,
flying like I was born too.
Embracing new senses that excite
above a calamitous world.
Gripped by nature's own wondrous invisible hand,
I slowly rise where clouds line like temples
to weave between their majestic columns -
my 'glory' shadow briefly portrayed upon their bodies as I pass
- feeling a belonging.
I am like a dandelion seed
blown along by life's emotion,
being carried on a journey that, I hope, will last forever and a day!