Grow Yourself Like A Seed

If the soil is parched, water it with your tears.
If the heart still beats, live on with your fears .
If the storm refuses to be calm, walk through it.
If the mountain won’t move, climb on it.

Remember this as you buckle your shoe,
That the race of life is a marathon of hell.
But the bee that stings, yield honey too.
Know deep that all is well.

Like the tentacles of an octopus, spread your arms.
Embrace with joy, the sorrows in your palms.
Be at peace with the troubles life gives.

But do not let life treat you bad
If it kicks your face, kick his ass
Be happy always, as you pad.

Tochi