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Gather all the footprints you’ve left thus far
on earth, be it in cafés, in cities, on bridges,
farthest continents, across the tidal dance of a
fable, beneath the felling gaze of a lover, or within
the duplicitous denials of dirt. Gather them in a bag
of jute, tied with a string of reed, and release them
into the ravening sea. Gather all the footprints you’ve
left thus far on earth. They won’t fall as dust or be
whisked away like mist. They’ll swirl, at first, then
tread the contours of a letter, before framing their
sorrows and their memories and their triumphs and
their longings through the creation of a word – gati –
the Buddhist name for Destiny.
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