THE FLOWER’S REACH
In a world so vast and open,
Every flower stretches toward its sun,
Reaching out for the warmth.
Finding the light
In a few precious hours.

Yet, beneath the surface,
Their roots entwine,
Sharing strength,
A community of life,
Waiting for the rains.

Can we learn from the flower?
To open our hearts,
And hold each other close,
For just a moment—
Before the night arrives?

• Bessie Head