Arrow Multitudes

How many tens, hundreds, thousands, ten thousands, hundred thousands, millions of arrows will we shoot in a lifetime.

Boat loads of arrows.

Swimming in arrows.

Arrows like rain from the sky. Arrows like volcanic explosions.

Good arrows, bad arrows. Sometimes a lot. Sometimes infrequent.

Across all the worlds we travel, and all those we meet, those are our arrows.

Alone in the forest, sitting against a tree, looking at this single arrow.

One shot for no one else to see.

That arrow in the bullseye is mine.

Arrows in great multitudes. No one else’s but our own.


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