Flower pot

The wisdom of a saint

Why go on fighting

Reader Gerson Luiz tells the story of a rose that longed for the company of the bees, but none would come to her. Even so, the flower was still capable of dreaming. When she felt all alone, she would imagine a garden filled with bees that came to kiss her. And so she managed to resist until the next day, when she opened her petals again. “Aren’t you tired?” someone must have asked her. “No. I have to go on fighting,” answered the flower. “Why?” “Because if I don’t open up, I wither.”