Strings of rejections,
Discouraged sometimes.
By events and humans alike.
Like a river which flows over and against rocks.
Rock’s eventuality is erosion.
Water will never keep still.
It will flow right through the endless ocean.
It will nourish trees of the wilderness.
It will fill up your veins, and even brains.
It will evaporate up to the sky!
The more failures, the more detours it may have, the more exposure!
I will be as calm yet as effective as water!
You will feel me, but you will not know I’ve touched you until your ‘rock-ness’ is crushed into ‘soil-ness’! Not that being a soil is bad either!
Let’s just be!
Water or soil.

– Says the “a little bit of crazy, a little bit of a fool, a little bit of lonely, a little bit of all”

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Gosh! Lacrimation is happening! 2017, you’ve been a little tough. Though I feel your wrath, I don’t want you over….I’m sure you’ll lead me somewhere…I’m so thrilled to know where!