Difficulty at the Beginning (屯 Zhūn)
Water stirs in the root of the world,
dark and unsure.
The way begins in confusion,
and the seed breaks open in the mud.
Thunder answers above—
its shout splits the sky.
What was hidden now begins to move,
not gracefully, but truly.
This is Difficulty at the Beginning:
where life stumbles forward,
and the tremble is sacred.
Out of chaos, coherence stirs.
