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 grew up in Los Angeles, and now lives…

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