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life begets growth

growth begets growth

how can our minds be so resilient

to such growth

how can our hearts

pump ever stronger

as if to burst

the garden of growth’s walls

a hedge of prickly thorns

amid insurmountable mountains

how is it that in my periods of extreme depression, I had thought the worst of thoughts. and yet, today I still breathe the delicious air of life.

how is it that the expansive darkness

in the depths of my mind could grow?

as I fall and stumble through life,

the ground becomes more familiar

and gravity becomes that much stronger.

and yet, I still get up in the morning

knowing that one of those mornings,

I'll feel the earth and sky tremble

as if the world itself turns upside down,

and the ever-growing pit beneath my feet

forms the curvature of

undiscovered mountains,

rich with white snow, yet untread

each snowflake dazzling like a jewel

together, a mirror reflecting the sunlight

into the prism of my heart.

how is it that i still miss you so?

how is that i am here,

and you are there.

七転び八起き

Essays in Idleness: and Hojoki (Penguin Classics)

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