The reeds that float…
The reeds that float on the waves and get carried away are part of the flow that carries them. In fact, the reed that floats is the flow itself. The apparent fragility is simply that — apparent, not real.
This is the reed that will allow water to pass through the holes and the tiny branches, and continue to survive. The water crashes in white waves on the rocks that come in the way; crushing the boulders. It carries the sand-dust of time along.
The reed, however…
The reed gently plays and bounces along. Bouncing and laughing. Riding the waves that smash the boulders.
These waves become the playground for the reed. To go on. To play on.
Be like the water- gentle and yet powerful. And be like the reed- fragile and yet- resilient. Antifragile.
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