Winding, wandering and waiting to be - to become what it is meant to be.Always reaching, stretching, and grasping for the next corner or turn.How lucky would this bamboo be if it knew where it already was the luckiest of places.
Rest. Be. Drink in the water and air of where you are, for where you are always has it's own kind of luck and loveliness.You are already lucky, bamboo you.
T.L. Eastman (Image and poem) copyright 2015