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best seen large.
A man becomes confused, gradually, with the form of his destiny; a man is, by and large, his circumstances.
— Jorge Luis Borges—
I am gradually becoming.
I am gradually becoming—me.
Slowly, I am growing—from seed, to root, through trunk, sprawling into branches, evolving into tree.
Everyday that I dig deeper into the earth and reach higher to the sky, I become more of me, more of what I am gradually becoming—an organic, living, planted, yet free, being.
Because albeit circumstance plants us, it is being that sets us free.
Thus, I don’t fret what I am becoming, for I know it is being that is most becoming of me.
(R&O thank you for the inspiration)