Sowing Seeds Poem by Alejandro Jodorowsky

Never take a step without burying seed.
Each new second begins an eternity, each pace
Each pace precipitates an infinite staircase,
Each gesture the nucleus of a new cosmos.
If the wise sows not, he is but barren reason.
He who accumulates without giving, empties himself.
Before you smooth the way, sweep from it your petrified illusions.
In the marsh of suffering, plant a flash of joy,
nail it firmly in that which only imitates the eternal.
You can follow the opposite path: the river's current
does not reject but polishes and includes the rough stone
The pebble submitting itself to the eternal gives sense to it
A single seed justifies the whole earth's existence.

Translated by Tom Billsborough