I hear wine called enlightenment,
and they say murky wine is like wisdom:
once you drink enlightenment and wisdom,
why go searching for gods and immortals?
~ Li Po
I drink until
there is no more self
impenetrable walls
crumble in the darkness
a cherry tree grows
from my chest
hummingbirds flit
within the hollow skull
where once were toes
bamboo shoots sprout
from dust to dust
everything is so clear
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Very, very nice poem, Generous Bill.
Q:)
Who can wait quietly for muddy water to slowly settle and become clear?
Who can continue to calmly live, and so experience nature's constant, slow growth?
(A:)
People who follow the Tao do not desire excess to be full.
People who do not desire excess have unseen energy that constantly invigorates.
Too, I see from your Gratitude post today, you already have hummingbirds on the brain.
Thanks Tom -- and thanks for the cool link.
Peace,
Bill
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