Earth Our Home by Jeff Flesch


MasticadoresIndia // Editora: Terveen Gill

An abstract painting of colorful Spring flowers with the sun shining behind and above them
Photo by 7089643, Pixabay

I sit atop the stairs, reminiscing on times fair, and difficult beyond repair. As the pain continues to arise, and the memories flood my mind, my heart continues to wage a war with love at the center of despair.

I pick myself up, dust off the self, and realize what love is all about — for it is in the pain of a life lived, where we understand the meaning of all that’s ever been.

The wind blowing in from the east, the sun drenching the flowers with a brilliance seen, and the moon, engulfing hearts as far as the eyes can see.

This is the space of a love bestowed.

May we always mind the heart we have in the center of these beautiful knowns.

For, earth, our home, its love is always shown.

-JEFF FLESCH

Jeff grew up in Los Angeles, and now lives…

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