Close: The Old Yin Transforming
Between Yes and No
there is how much difference?
Good and evil can be compared.
What others fear
becomes our wilderness of fear.
Oh, it is endless.
People joyfully feast, laughing
as if climbing the springtime tower
to view the terrace.
I alone remain unmoved,
a child not taught to smile,
a child without a home.
Everyone has plenty.
I alone am left wanting.
I live in confusion like a fool.
Even ordinary people can be brilliant.
I alone grope in the dark.
The insights of people escape me
as I drift placidly along.
Oh they know ocean depths
and sea winds aimless blowing.
They believe they all have purpose.
The old Taoist alone, the stubborn rustic,
knows Tao itself makes him different.
He’s nourished at the Great Mother’s breast.
-Lao-tzu, Tao Te Ching. Transcribed to my notebook in a moment of great agitation and flux, December 1st, 2013.
Image: Watermark (detail) - Jordan Baylon, 2013.