Wildflower

In this most confusing and ever convoluting world, the power of love is questioned. 

Those who dare to rise about the hate and see past the suffocating misery can see the light.

That light is us. WE.

There is no specific race, ethnicity, religion, gender, or laws that will be the savior. For love conquers all and those who choose to love rather than to hate are the strong that will prevail.

I know it easier to hate, but no good comes from it.

In a world that says no, we say yes.

In a place filled with hate there is love.

In a field with countless flowers, the wildflowers are the key. Wildflowers are strong, bold, and beautiful.

Be strong, love all but of most all-be a wildflower.