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Jun 2015
Choosing Paths
These humans are

Life for the self
And love the self
Some people choose this way

Self-image, cars, and the house
They had everything
(Or so they thought)

Not focusing on the self
One should let go
Accept disgrace willingly
(I'm working on that)

Existing for the needs of others
Empty the "self"
And you will become full

The thirty spokes depend
Upon the wheel's hub
The center is empty

Being empty
One can walk about
Without fear of rhinoceros or tiger

There is no place for
The horn to enter
No place for the
Tiger's claw to strike

The tao is like water
It flows to the low place
Which men abhor
It nourishes all things
Without striving

The man of Tao is child-like
I keep smiling throughout the day
Laughing to myself

They all seem to be taking it
A bit too seriously at times

A man I know
Is a man of the world
A business man working
At some store

Perhaps I look dull
And seem confusing to him

He is a man I see often
And have had a few
Conversations about this and that

He is a good guy
Talking to people
And is friendly

He asks how I am
I just say "Hi, and "take care"
As he walks on

Tonight I ponder his question
How am I?
Well, fairly content
I had some good lime juice

I enjoyed my walk to the nature park
And it is relaxing to place
The ice pack on my
Strained neck and shoulder
Matt
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