BLOOM
We cannot wait to be flowers.
We are all so excited to blossom,
To bloom into the best,
most radiant versions of ourselves.
As seeds we imagine what it will be like
to finally break through the top layer of soil
and find the light for the first time.
But what we must remember
Is that before we can rise from our roots
Those roots must first be
Planted, pruned
And immersed
in the depths of the dirt.
SUNFLOWER
When I compared myself
To the peonies, the poppies, and the tulips,
I gave up all hope of ever being beautiful.
I was not pink. I was not pretty.
I prayed that someone would come along
And tell me
Their favorite color was yellow,
And that they always liked things
That reminded them
Of the sun.
ALL
The human heart is not complicated,
but rather tragically simple.
All it wants is to be loved
for the wandering mess that it is,
and to be loved wildly in return.
That really is all.
PRESSURE
These things you carry now,
They are hard and heavy things.
But they are turning you into a jewel
more precious than gold.
THE GUTS TO GROW
“Oh, you will grow here,” they warned.
They, being the weeds.
“You will be thrown to the ground.
Buried alive.
Soaked to the bone.
Poked.
Prodded.
Some of you may even be picked
before your time.
And that is okay.
Hell, that is part of the rush.
Keep fighting.
You have to want it bad enough.
You have to need to see the light
and you have to believe that light
needs to see you, too.
Stick with us, kid.
It won’t be easy,
but you will surely grow.”
SEASONS & SYMPHONIES
Of course you will go through seasons, child.
Don’t the trees drop their dead leaves every winter?
And don’t the lilac bushes blossom again every spring?
You’ll do the same – and you need to.
Each season has its rhyme and its reason.
Trust that your song, too,
is becoming a symphony.
TIME AND PLACE
Everything in life
Unfolds at its own pace.
You may water a plant endlessly,
But fruit is only borne at the right time and place.
THE LAW OF REAPING AND SOWING
When I learned that my mind was a garden,
I began to plant only the things
I most wanted to grow.
THE INGREDIENTS OF GRACE
“You’re beautiful,”
said the Earth.
“I believe in you,”
sang the seeds.
And with a warm hug from the sunshine
and a gentle push from the rain,
the tree grew gracefully
and without end.
It works the same for people, too.
LOVELY AS SO
It is a lovely thing to be a seedling,
Young, tender, and full of hope.
It is lovely, still, to develop roots,
And for those roots to continually grow.
How lovely it is when spring arrives
And tiny buds begin to show.
Every stage, a newfound grace,
Exactly as it is, and lovely as so.
UNSEEN SPLENDOR
Have you ever stopped
To think about how many flowers
Will never be seen?
Not by one single soul.
No one will ever admire their beauty.
No one will ever smile
At the smell of their scent.
And yet they bloom.
In an unseen splendor,
They bloom.
Author: Evelyn Renee
Email: [email protected]
Author Bio: Hey guys! My name is Evelyn Renee. I’m 23 years old, and I’m from Richmond, KY. If I have learned one thing over the years, it is the value of love. Love for yourself, love for your fellow human beings, and love for The God who has put us here together. Hopefully, you get a little taste of that when you read my poems!
Link to social media: Instagram @reneemills
