Pappus Flower

I am suddenly feeling released from the branches of the tree, floating in the air like a pappus flower.

I feel the wind carrying me on its wings.

Sooner or later, I know, I'll stop drifting.

I'll alight, get attached to corporal things,

for I'm a mere pappus flower.

Until then, let me glide unconcerned in His infinite presence,
In the ethereal,

Oh, what a joy to know Him and nothing else !!