Night Blooming Jasmine

Sometimes when night comes

You wish

You were a wildflower

Tucked away in a forest field

Patiently waiting

To grow towards the light.

But your dreams are different.

Your wishful thoughts

Have always seemed too old

For your tender years.

But if you stay awake

And challenge your fears

You will see that you, my friend,

Are a Night Blooming Jasmine

Whose love is as vast

As the night’s layers of darkness,

Your heart’s soft petals

Unfolding the sweetest sense

Of home,

And you will discover

That you already are

Where you truly belong.

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