Gang-aji Ttong

A small piece of dog droppings lies beside a road, made to feel worthless by the creatures that pass it. Watching soil, leaves, and birds, it wonders whether it can have a purpose in a world where everything else seems to belong.

A dandelion sprout offers an unexpected answer. The plant needs nourishment to grow into a flower, and what seemed shameful may help create something beautiful. Accepting that role, however, means giving itself entirely rather than remaining as it is.