Watching a bird fly, so freely through the sky
I think he’s caged by his wings
But he just follows suit, does what he knows to do
And never thinks about these things
Have I moved to fast, squandered all my past
Or am I just growing old?
If I found the key, would it set me free?
Or would I just be out in the cold
Sitting beneath a tree, is it really me
Or just an illusion in my mind
Beneath a sky of blue, I know I always knew
The only cage I have is time
2005,by wayfarer
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solitude
I can hear mind
as I contemplate
vastness
silence
no words needed
to explain that
which I already
know
2005, by wayfarer
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Infinite and open
Flowing through all
Tao is the reason
Without caring to be
It knows without knowing
Acts without acting
And through it
All knowledge and action flow
Being is existence
Not knowing
If we look through the illusion
We realize we have
Always known
2005, by wayfarer
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We find one another
In a chaotic universe
And the dance thus begins
Neither complete
Without the other
Giving birth to each other
Your light
And my darkness
Together make the whole
And we become
Infinite
As we lose ourselves
2005, by wayfarer
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