A storm surging with its sharp claws ready to rip the bounty lush that are my tresses, limbs and roots.
But yes, I am young The sky awaits for the stretches of my arms and fingers The earth drools for my stomps, tears and excesses And oh yes, yes like a bamboo, I have got to be resilient.
Well spoken! Bamboo is one of the best of metaphors. It's much more than resilient. It could be the subject of a rather long poem by those with mystic insight inspired by bamboo. Most anything may inspire, but bamboo is special. Bamboo and tea together make a good pair whose combination is greater than their sum.
I live deliberately and deeply. Thoreau would always haunt me and tell me to 'suck the marrow out of life' and I resolved I can do that through writing. more..