The Spiral Ladder
One day
A son was born
His mother was a fertile land, who welcomed everyone
His father was a rain, who gave mercy to everyone
They met each other wherever they went
The father was assimilated into the mother's gracious body
She held him firmly and tenderly
One day
A son was born
He was full of curiosity, courageous, and
His eyes were shinning like diamonds;
Another day,
When the son saw a pitch-black sky
Jeweled with tens of thousands of diamonds
He wanted to go up there badly
To look for something to reach there
From a hill of the mother's breast
A spiral ladder growing up to the sky
The son climbed up step by step
When the son came in the middle
He looked down, far down
The father praised him in showing a glittering ocean
?Where dolphins and fishes were jumping
On and off the wave
The mother admired him in blossoming colorful flowers
Growing from green carpet
?When he looked back
To face to the pitch-black infinity
He wondered if he could continue this stepping or not
Anxiety
But more than that
Desire for achievement
He picked up a piece of diamond closest to him
As his talisman
And put it in his pocket
At the top
He breathed a sigh of relief
Here, it is the top of the top of the top
For memory
He wanted to leave his name there
Putting his hand in the pocket
He touched a piece of the black
It had been the fraction of diamond
Heated by the stars
To be transformed into the graphite
Grasping it
He wrote his name large on the universe
Perhaps
Because of the gravity
The name fell to the earth
To be scattered all over the planet
Since then
Every time a newborn baby arrives
His/her parents name their baby
With a piece of the name fallen from the sky
Mixed with their unconditional love
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