An Old Master once said,
"Those who know do not speak,
those who speak do not know."
but in creating the duality of
speaking and not speaking
He has ignored the Silence the unites them.

In both speaking and not speaking
resides silence,
from which they both spring.
To be silent is to listen,
but speaking does not negate other sounds.
To be at peace with the silence in
and without yourself
is to understand.

This is the Tao we call wisdom.

But, by defining knowing and not knowing,
one may never understand.

The Old Master was right in that
those who speak cloud the moon
with their pointing fingers,
but failed to recognize that
beyond the clouds,
the moon is still shining.

The light that illuminates the moon
is the same that is cast upon the finger.

Within this light sits darkness in meditation.
Under ones words sigh silence.

This is the Tao we call Void.

Through this Void, the ten-thousand are about themselves,
Stark within their inconsistencies.
I found peace in the ten-thousand things
because it wasn't there.
I found peace in the ten-thousand things
because it wasn't there.
I found anger in the ten-thousand things
because it wasn't there.
I found sorrow in the ten-thousand things
because it wasn't there.
I found joy in the ten-thousand things
because it wasn't there.

This is the Tao we call emotion.