XXIII – “To use words but rarely”

To use words but rarely

Is to be natural.

Hence a gusty wind cannot last all morning, and a sudden downpour cannot last all day. Who is it that produces these? Heaven and earth. If even heaven and earth cannot go on forever, much less can man. That is why one follows the way.

A man of the way conforms to the way; a man of virtue conform to virtue; a man of loss* conforms to loss. He who conforms to the way is gladly accepted by the way; he who conforms to the virtue is gladly accepted by the virtue; he who conforms to loss is gladly accepted by loss.

Where there is not enough faith, there is lack of good faith.

(*or, heaven?)


Some words are sunset

Throwing shadows across the close of day;

The sun descends softly below the horizon.


Some words are sunrise

A child peers hopefully over the garden wall

His gaze drawing earth’s shadows inwards.


Some words are downpour

Floods course through the city’s streets

Strangers are clustered in dripping shelters.


Some words are cold winds

Who forbid flippant platitudes or cheer

Who push, slam doors and curse.


Long spring or summer’s days’ words

Words which follow the way gladly

Are sung by birds and distant callings.




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