About 7:30 p.m.
These are like slides
Picture frames in my mind
In the morning
Sitting in the car
The birds fly
From tree to tree
Stay with the ancient Tao
Watchful, like men crossing a winter stream
Alert, like men aware of danger
Courteous, like visiting guests
Yielding, like ice about to melt
Simple, like uncarved blocks of wood
Oh men of Tao
The ancient way is not lost
It is not lost
Jul 29, 2015
Jul 29, 2015 at 3:42 PM UTC
About 7:30 p.m.
These are like slides
Picture frames in my mind
In the morning
Sitting in the car
The birds fly
From tree to tree
Stay with the ancient Tao
Watchful, like men crossing a winter stream
Alert, like men aware of danger
Courteous, like visiting guests
Yielding, like ice about to melt
Simple, like uncarved blocks of wood
Oh men of Tao
The ancient way is not lost
It is not lost
