love lives here
Isn’t it odd
How a field of sunflowers can all bloom at the same time,
Perfectly in sync with each other?
Perfect harmony.
Perfect unity.
Growing towards the sun
Reaching for the sky
Maybe at different heights
But still
Together.
We should be more like sunflowers.
-J.E.H.
I imagine
That there is a place
Where love takes hold
Of even the darkest of spaces.
Where peace gently roots itself
Among chaos
And confusion.
Where kindness
Softens the ground
That hasn’t seen rain in months.
Where gentleness
Calms the storm
And always says “come home,”
Where life flows
Through the roughest
Of waters.
I imagine
That this place
Would be most powerful
If it found its home
In me.
Jenna Genevieve 