If you determine to grow a flower in your soul
Have patience in your hand and move
If the ground is hard as they put rocks in
You fluff it up and keep digging.
Before you carve out a place to reach in
You know which path is blasted to be the obstacles
When the parrot lies weak by the side of the road
You take off your shirt and give it a blanket.
Before you can feel the pleasure under a shady tree
You travel along the pathway
and lead your soul to the flow
When you see the orchids are withered
You get your drinking water and have them wet.
Till you reach your destination
and you thought you’re too wimpy to survive
You remember the parrot and the orchids who still do
because you gave them hope to live while they defy
You kept the souls living by what you have..
…so you understand before you learn to give, you learn to sacrifice.
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