Feb 2022
This word called love—
let’s dig deep
into the soil of it
and plant a seed,
of trust.
If only for a little while,
bear witness.
Give no fear.
Smell the dirt.
Feel all of it,
the gritty,
and the grand.
Hear the earth’s confession.
Take the pain inside
and grab its hand.
Gather up every piece—
the chaos and the stardust,
and smile.
The sun rises again.
let’s dig deep
into the soil of it
and plant a seed,
of trust.
If only for a little while,
bear witness.
Give no fear.
Smell the dirt.
Feel all of it,
the gritty,
and the grand.
Hear the earth’s confession.
Take the pain inside
and grab its hand.
Gather up every piece—
the chaos and the stardust,
and smile.
The sun rises again.
It’s about never forgetting about where you came from, even if it’s from a dark place. Anyone can plant the seeds of something brighter. The sun always rises.
