The Sunflower

When I say I can, why do you say you cannot?
When I say I will help you, why do you say there is no one to help?
I am your strength; why do you say you have nothing to lean on?
I have already raised you up; why are you sitting slumped on the ground?
It was never by your own strength that you lifted your head,
so why do you say your head is too heavy?
When you turned to follow me, you looked so full of life,
but now, caught in your own thoughts, you look so forlorn.

Lift up your head,
and turn to follow me.
That is when you are dearest and loveliest.