The man travels all day, looking for the Tao
Yet the man doesn’t know what he’s searching for
The man travels all day, seeking something past the roots of dissension
Yet the man can’t find anything worth stopping for
The man pauses to take a breath
And closes his eyes for a moment’s while
Let me find it, he pleads the forces of his inner self
How do I embody the way of the Tao?
A vision appears within his closed eyes
More visible than anything the man has ever seen
The man then opens his eyes
His face splitting in a grin
For, what he finds
Is himself
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ReplyDeleteI really like how you showed the way of the Tao through your poem, emphasizing that one must find himself before being able to understand the Tao.
ReplyDeleteI like how you wrote this kind of like a story and the italic text looks really nice.
ReplyDeleteI like the use of dialogue in the poem. This helps express more depth and ties to the Tao well.
ReplyDeleteI like how you emphasized the fact that the Tao is primarily about finding yourself.
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