The poet's eye Is the only exact image of the world. If you know how to read it You will never die He can see the unseen And make your Dao so clean. A poet's heart is so deep They call for hatred He never faltered Calling for love They call for war He insists on loving more and more. The poet's tongue is the truth That helps you soothe Wake up and say My poets shine my day.
I was asked by a friend of mine to explain the term Dao. Well, the Dao or Tao as first used by the world sagacious man named Lao Tsu means the path or the road. I love his book "Tao te ching."