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Creating Who You Are

The Perpetual Masterpiece

There are only two reasons why you do not know
What you want. One is that you have it already.
The other is that you don’t know yourself enough
To know what you want. Your life may seem rather rough
On the edges. The fact is you can never be
In complete knowing of yourself. It’s a shadow.

It is not all that tragic a state of affairs.
The divine is never an object of its own
Fund of knowledge. Just as light can’t illuminate
Itself, nor can a knife cut itself, you create
Of yourself a self that is completely unknown
By some essence within you who cautiously cares.

To itself, it’s always an endless mystery.
“I don’t know,” as it’s uttered in the infinite
Interior of the spirit, is the relief.
The time that you have left here may be rather brief.
Wasting energy forcing things doesn’t seem right.
Letting go is the same thing as humility.

Yet, you don’t have to let go. There is nothing to
Grab on to. It’s achieved for you by the process
Of nature. Once you get this, you will suddenly
Find that you have full access to the energy
You’ve been wasting. You find self in your selflessness.
You are always creating the best part of you.

The Futility Of Force

Flowing With What Goes

It’s a strange world we live in. As part of the Tao,
And composed of relationships complex and deep,
This cosmos is abundant. Perpetual change
Is its way of expressing. It will rearrange
That which needs evolution. It loses no sleep
Over what one may think. To no one does it bow.

In the system of Huawei, nature is the guide.
Existence is totality. All is one whole.
In accordance with nature one always should act.
Force will only disturb things. It has an impact
On one’s karma in this life. It darkens the soul.
It is better to do nothing and step aside.

Don’t impose interference. The pattern of things
That exists is dynamic and always in flow.
Some may look just like conflict, but actually,
They are interdependent, and they need to be.
The survival of each, neither colleague nor foe,
Is the Tao’s only purpose. It flies without wings.

It is hard to do nothing. By force of habit,
And the mind with its ego’s most arrogant ways,
I’ll unconsciously mess with things to get results.
But the Tao doesn’t chide me with vicious insults
In the form of bad outcomes and certain malaise
If indeed I remember to take note of it.