When the thorns are approaching with the intent of crushing you, you have to be the iron. You have to suppress and kill all those thorns which seem to weigh you down.
One thorn will approach your mind, the other heart, and the other will prick the rest of your body, till the time you start bleeding profusely. You will bleed. You will. But that blood will be the water for your rejuvenation. It will nourish your soul. It will invite you to more thorns, but this time you will have the power to defeat them. You will have the power to extract the thorns from the roots and crush them under your powerful paws. You will emerge out as a warrior. A warrior lusty for more battles. A warrior, hungry for success.
And then you will be a warrior whom noone can defeat.
You will win.