the labyrinth had been painted on the concrete
in the park,
wide enough for a wheelchair

a crack emerged in the concrete
in the very center of the labyrinth
and a dandelion emerged in the crack
whispering
life and yellow belong here

the boy child found the dandelion there
past yellow, now puffed up with wishes;
he picked the dandelion in the center of the labyrinth
blowing the wispy seeds into flight
beyond this place
passing over labyrinth boundaries
soaring away to find new cracks in the earth
as the boy child wished
his wispy wishes
that this wheelchair could somehow have wings

one dandelion seed landed
on the boy child’s shirt
and together they wandered the labyrinth path
emerging from the inside out
to a world full of cracks
and yellow