Sometimes it all gets so tight,
Spirit couldn't possibly blow through.
Like rootbound.
Here is where the problem is so bad
I forget I have it.
Hopefully a friend comes along,
or some Fortunate circumstance
(often surprising),
And wakes me up, opens me,
Moves me to where the breeze is fresh and Cleansing. 一Ni Peimin
Calligraphy note:
息吹 逝 | Ibukī Sē ｜Breathe or Die
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