Wheat
Let a stalk of
wheat
be your
witness
to every
difficult day.
Since it was a
flame
before it was
a plant,
since it was
courage
before it was
grain,
since it was
determination
before it was
growth,
and, above
all, since it was prayer
before it was
fruition,
it has nothing
to point to
but the
sky.
Remember the
incredibly gentle wheat stalk
which holds
its countless arrows fixed
to shoot from
the bowstring --
you, standing
in the same position
where the wind
holds it.
~ Ishihara
Yoshiro ~
(Translated by N. Koriyama and E.
Lueders, Like Underground Water)
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