Blossoms

Blossoms adore the Rain
The Rain enjoys nurturing the Blossoms
Blossoms desiccate to have Rain
Wither
Admit you care for the rain.
Admit it!
This is why you dry up
Oh you destructive fool!
Why must the Blossoms know not?
Only to dabble in the work of the evil sweltering sun
Blossoms have but a few days to live
The Blossoms have been taught
Train yourself!
Learn from the heat
Learn from the Rain
Learn from your own blossoms
Blossoms must learn to hurt
Blossoms must learn to live