The Dandelion’s Prayer  
     
 

Blow on me,children!

 
  Catch my rising stars  
  and peer at my yellow sun  
  -whitch burns in the green sky of the grass-  
  with all your wondering eyes.  
   
  Let the little children come to me,  
  for they’ve never heard of weeds.  
     
 

Harald Sverdrup

 
  Translated by Louis Muinzer