Leben heißt Leben, II

It’s been hot like in Purgatory. I needed to water my sunflowers three times today. I also gave them some new soil. They should do pretty well this summer, better than they did the last year. Despite of generally better conditions, some of those promising seedlings will break their stems or die for other reasons. Some in the shadows will prevail and prosper while some from the best places in the sun will fall and perish. Despite of my gardening the seeds may be bad and the universe play its whims with a touch of death on them. I see these flowers to be born, to live and die. This is one of my yearly Workings of the myth of the eternal return.

While I went to run some errands later, I thought of many people and their place in the sunshine with eyes of a gardener from tô aletheias pedion.