Soft drizzles mist through the air,Dancing life into delicate petals below.Do those petaled beauties accept this generous gift,Extending their stamens to catch and swallow? Or do tiger lilies flounce their jaws fiercely,Fighting off live-giving sustenance,And lilies choke as their cup-like shapesGag on more than their share? Will marigolds bristle with complaintAt the inconvenience and bother,While pansies stir their facesInto frowning, fighting attitudes? Have they threatened the heavensWith fist-like leaves and angry cry?No! They understand, far better than I,That though life rains, it need not reign. Will we ever learn that like flowers,We can soak in all that You sendAnd see You for the growing necessity that You are,While not letting rain reign over us. -Brenda Wood, Community Writer Read next feature >