RE : call it Tao?

[Guest guest]

--- pliantheart <illusyn a écrit :

 

 

 

 

 

No words in this Silence

or if there are, then as

birds flying overhead

and then gone

 

Any rhythm, any pattern in this?

 

There is no " looking at it " .

 

It simply is.

 

Perhaps like looking at a still pond

on which breezes create subtle ripples.

Not still like a sheet of glass.

But still, like the sound of a cicada.

A stillness vibrant, alive.

 

What is alive in it is moving

without any axis

like ants crawling over a spill of honey

movement everywhere

but no pattern to hold it.

 

The only pattern is the openness of

no-pattern.

 

Should we call it Tao?

naw...

 

 

thy Love is thy silence.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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[Guest guest]

In a message dated 5/28/2006 6:46:10 PM Pacific Daylight Time,

gdtige writes:

 

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> --- pliantheart <illusyn a écrit :

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> No words in this Silence

> or if there are, then as

> birds flying overhead

> and then gone

>

> Any rhythm, any pattern in this?

>

> There is no " looking at it " .

>

> It simply is.

>

> Perhaps like looking at a still pond

> on which breezes create subtle ripples.

> Not still like a sheet of glass.

> But still, like the sound of a cicada.

> A stillness vibrant, alive.

>

> What is alive in it is moving

> without any axis

> like ants crawling over a spill of honey

> movement everywhere

> but no pattern to hold it.

>

> The only pattern is the openness of

> no-pattern.

>

> Should we call it Tao?

> naw...

 

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