as we metamorphose
Child-
From today,
how will it extend?
What lines will it cross,
what meanings might it come to hold?
Even when meeting many others,
the meaning won't always grow complex.
Even without a single crossing,
there can be depth.
There’s no need
to hesitate becoming something
not yet found anywhere.
No need
to fear becoming something common.
What do you wish
others to read in you?
On the night
the writing is done,
look to the page—
the answer may appear.
And from then on,
only in time,
only through being read,
might it begin
to mean something.
A line—
Copyright © Shinsaku Ashida | Year Posted 2025
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