Living

To live you must send a part of yourself away to sit in a hot room alone in a gown and be sad forever. In this way you pay your debt, and you are free to find joy, to be a fool, to have a happy life. But when sadness creeps into your fool-life you are reunited with this exiled part of you and again you are your whole self: a calm, glistening toad at the edge of the water.