love

Empathy

If you see all things change,
Nothing will you try to hold.
Unafraid of dying,
Nothing is beyond your reach.

Controlling the future,
Like taking the master’s place,
Handling his tools,
You risk cutting yourself deep.

Born soft, supple, alive with grace,
Men grow stiff in death’s embrace.
Plants tender, pliant in their birth,
Brittle, dry, return to earth.

Inflexible, disciples of death’s call,
Soft and yielding, life knows all.
Hard and stiff, soon broken, fail,
Soft and supple, they prevail.
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Curious

When awe is lost, to faith they turn,
Trust in themselves no longer firm.
To authority, they start to cling,
Seeking guidance in everything.

The Master steps back, clear and wise,
Confusion fades as truth applies.
With silent lessons, hearts discern,
For in the stillness, there’s nothing to learn.
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Yielding

When mighty forces clash in strife,
Victory bows to wisdom’s life.
The one who bends, yet does not break,
Will find the path that others forsake.

In yielding, strength is often found,
A gentle power, profound and sound.
For he who bends with grace and skill,
Conquers all with steadfast will.
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