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."