Warmed by the Same Sun

I stare at the flower as it sways in the wind. It’s not alone. It has others swaying around it. First it swings back and forth with the breeze and they follow. They know its every move, they watch it, wanting to imitate it without fault.

It is red and delicate to these flowers, something they admire and attempt to gain themselves. It is beautiful and petite, not too small, not too big, perfect. Noticed.

I am but a weed, swaying in the same wind, doing the same movements, yet I am unoticed. I grow like the rest of them. The same soil that births it, gives me life too. I am warmed by the same sun. The same cool and refreshing rain, drops on me the same as it does on it. Yet I am not pulled for the same reason.

Why do I look like this and it like that?



2 thoughts on “Warmed by the Same Sun

  1. Aubree,
    You post such beautiful writings and I can relate to them on so many levels. It is so easy to define our self worth based on what others look like or what they are accomplishing in life. Don’t forget that that you are worthy and you have vast amounts of Jesus love to share with the world. Keep inspiring the world with your talent for writing.
    Sincerely, Morgan❤️

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Morgan, these words mean more than you know and I am so thankful for the time you took to write them and encourage me with them. Thank you for reading 🙂


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