The rants and raves of a flexibly opinionated De. I use this blog as a vent, diary, creative outlet and part time friend.
Monday, February 08, 2010
Pushing of De Tao
So I'm sitting on the plane, thinking about what a great time I had over the weekend in Hyderabad and decide to write something. Life came to mind, so I thought I may as well write about that.
While I was writing, I was listening to music on shuffle and ironically a song I haven't heard in a while played. Ironically, because it's called 'Wasted years', so the pome sounds a little sad at times, but ends on a positive note.
I think I've realised I need to push now, but despite spending most of the last 15 years attempting to embrace change, it still psyches the hell out of me.
This 'Pome' is my way of explaining to myself that second chances exist. There is always hope, but planning in life is what I've missed doing in my endless quest to live in the De. I now plan to be the oldest kid alive :-)
For DD & Jo
My eyes are open. I am awake. I thank you both for the gentle shake.
Pushing Tao ------------------ The brook flowed on He went with the flow The rush of life The best way to go
His life was full His vision strong The way it flowed His time would be long
In his state of bliss He flowed with Tao Laugh lines on his face Ran over his brow
The world was youth Those lines set in Laughter and joy Friend and kin
The stream flowed on Cutting paths through time Life was the joy Of song and of rhyme
Childhood came With the people less grown The time was ripe He yearned for his own
The forks in the stream He never noticed They must have existed But they were all missed
The river flowed on Cutting ox bow lakes Comprehension crept in... He'd made his mistakes.
The flow of the river Began to slow down The delta was nigh He longed to see ground
He had no choice And into the ocean was thrust A new beginning This time Tao will be pushed.