16 junho 2013

Let it grow by itself.


I wouldn't coax the plant if I were you.
Such watchful nurturing may do it harm.
Let the soil rest from so much digging
And wait until it's dry before you water it.
The leaf's inclined to find its own direction;
Give it a chance to seek the sunlight 
  for itself.

Much growth is stunted by too careful 
    prodding,
Too eager tenderness.
The things we love we have to learn to 
  leave alone.

Woman with Flower 
-Naomi Long Madgett

Um poema lindo e sentido.