Dandelion Heart

Your dandelion heart blows in the breeze
Pieces scattered amongst all you meet
In the hope a seed will fall upon one
Who longs to nurture the beauty of your soul
Instead the pieces land upon barren fields
And wither in the parched soil
Of shallow hearts and thoughtless hands
Dear heart, gather the seeds back to yourself
They were never made for those who trample
Their careless strides upon fragile birth
Place them inside your empty chest
Until once more your heart is complete
Until all you are set apart to be
Begins to burst forth
In the rich earth of your glorious flesh and bones.