Receive

The ground does not complain

As it receives the rain

It simply open its pores

To absorb the gift of moisture

Sent from the heavens

To nurture life

So why do we argue about it

When tears fall

Why do we mumble our apologies

As our heart opens

To release the distress or pain

And all that those feelings contained

Deep within the others

Our tears need to be shed

Things that hurt us

Often percolate inside

And then the storm blows up

With wild wind

And torrential downpour

We say

Its just a storm in a teacup

But even this ferocious alchemy

Serves a purpose

So don’t be too quick to judge

Or slam the door

On what is sent

As manna from above

Just know it is far better

To open and receive

Allow your soul

To become refreshed

And be retrieved

Through the shedding

Through the feeling

Through the surrendering

And the grieving

Through opening your soul

To fully receive

Accept

And transmute

The pain

As the ground receives

The falling rain