Namu Amida Butsu!
This is symbolism which upon a cursory reading one might lose entirely, thinking its import to be, let the old die and give place
to the young; whereas it is, let the old in oneself, the outworn, the material, the inefficacious, die, and give place to the new.
That the green may pierce the light:—
that out of physical decay a regrowth of the spirit may spring; for already,
Far beneath
Stirs the young blade in its sheath:—
the soul is quickening for the upper air and making ready to burst its detaining mould. How beautiful is the recognition that
Life and thought, in withered plight,
Choke the morning,