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| Statue of Lao Tse |
The Taoists insist that the sages look exactly like tramps. They live lives of voluntary poverty, in the forests and when you come upon them the last thing you would think is to revere creatures who live so rough on the planet. It turns out that the Wise Ones are invested in the main in not looking so wise. You might think this is a feature of the Occult, to remain hidden. You might think this is a display of humility. You might think how this reminds you of Christ born in a stable among the beasts. It is actually a manifestation of balance. It is a posture of power.
This poem asks a question. I bet you know the answer. Don’t say it. Instead live with the question. Then go and make love.
Says The Student
It is said, Master,
that you are a heartfelt man
but all I see is
clumsy.
It is said also
that you contain the wisdom
I require.
All I know, you're daft.
Clumsy and daft one,
teach me if you dare,
give me the power to rise.
I want your voice.
I want better though.
I want stature and good grace.
I want shiny things.
Is this a problem?
March 12, 2009 12:44 PM
This post was first published December 29, 2009. I have added the pictures tonight.
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