Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Shielded


Inner peace shields nothing.
Love offers no protection at all.

Inner peace requires no shield.
Compassion stills the need for fear.


Tuesday, August 11, 2015

Not One Step


To go higher.
To go deeper.
To go farther.
To go broader.

Not one step
is required.


Monday, August 10, 2015

Where Most Live


To believe
or not to believe.

Both take courage.

One tests freedom.
The other tests security.

Most live in between.


Sunday, August 9, 2015

Stay or Go


I look down an old road.
No telling what lies at the end.

If I'm not willing to help others,
I might as well stay home.


Saturday, August 8, 2015

Where Balance Occurs


The center isn't
necessarily in the middle.

It's at that point
where balance occurs.


Friday, August 7, 2015

Persistence


Serenity is fleeting.
Gratitude continues.

Joy comes and goes.
Wisdom remains.

Happiness fades. 
Compassion lasts.


Thursday, August 6, 2015

What Never Began


Time ends.
Space ends.
The universe ends. 
The ten thousand things end.

What ends
begins again.

What doesn't end
never began.


Wednesday, August 5, 2015

Legacy Seeds


Legacies are the seeds
the past plants in the present
to bloom in the future.

Some seeds die in the ground.
Some grow into choking weeds.
Some grow into gardens.

How hard it is to know
which seeds I'm planting.


Tuesday, August 4, 2015

My Part


My responsibility
is to live my part
of the tree of life,
because the tree of life
sustains us all.

Its roots go deeper
than anything I know.


Monday, August 3, 2015

Which Tired?


When I am tired
at the end of a day,
which tired am I?

Am I tired because
I pressed against
the current of Tao?

Or am I tired because
I swam strong
in the current of Tao?

One is exhausting.
One is exhilarating.


Sunday, August 2, 2015

Always More


There is always more
than meets the eye.
This is where
light comes from.

There is always more
than meets the heart.
This is where
darkness comes from.


Saturday, August 1, 2015

The First Mystery


Even when I listen,
I don't always hear.

Even when I look,
I don't always see.

This is the first
mystery of God.