A flower will die trying to feed itself
with only the water it already contains within itself.
And we, too, cannot grow
without opening our mouths to water from the skies;
without opening ourselves to energy from the sun,
or advice from others,
or suffering from pain.
So trust that you will be nurtured from the rain from the heavens
and be brave enough to hold your tongue out long enough to catch it
even if you don’t know when the next rain will come.
