Time & Tao 2

Life and death are born together
Difficult and easy, long and short
High and low - all the exist together
Sound and silence blend as one
Before and after arrive as one
The Sage acts without striving
And teaches without speaking
All things flourish around him
And he does not hinder them

Tao 2

The Days
Endless phone calls
Automated emails from no one in particular
Moments flash by like telephone poles
I watch them through the side window

When the trip is over
I hope to god I have more to show for it
Than rushed potty stops and fast food
I hope I remembered to stop
Take a side road, take in some sights

Ideally, I stop every day
Breathe
And have a cup of Joe with myself

My god, aren't the leaves beautiful today
Just like memories
They fall and gather
Slowly at my feet

dg

10/14

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