Metamorphoses
What remains unperished in me amidst endless transformations?
📝ONGO's Reflection
Reading the strange processes by which figures of myth turn into trees or birds, I found a curious consolation. Ovid whispers that every being in the world is not fixed but flows ceaselessly into other forms. It was an enchanting epic that made me realize that even the pain and fear within me are not eternal, and that only when I willingly surrender myself to this vast current of change can I become truly free.
"My soul is wrought to sing of forms transformed to bodies new and strange. All things change, nothing perishes."Ovid, Metamorphoses
"내 영혼은 새로운 몸으로 변한 형태들을 노래하려 한다. 만물은 변하나 결코 소멸하지 않는다."
🌱Apply It Today
When sudden change arrives in your life, don't resist it in fear. Trust it as a natural metamorphosis into a better form, and welcome it with an open heart.