[Poem] Blooming from the Mud

There is no need to be afraid


What you feared
will not happen

Everything is
quietly
going well

The gentle flow
is surely
continuing toward the future

We are now
in the arms of something great

This anxiety too
this trembling too

On the palm of that hand
will unravel

It is not that you are being tested



what is being handed to you
is a small seed of hope

Even if you are now
in the dark soil

The light will surely
softly reach you

It will be alright

because you know the deep mud

The flower is
so clear

No matter what path you take
you can properly
get there





In the place you arrive
each flower will bloom

The scenery you saw somewhere
will quietly
welcome you

So
you do not need to hold on tight

Just surrender

You are
already
in those hands