Frances Hamilton's Blog
The best, like water,
Benefit all and do not compete.
They dwell in lowly spots that everyone else scorns.
Putting others before themselves,
They find themselves in the foremost place
And come very near to the Tao.
In their dwelling, they love the earth;
In their heart, they love what is deep;
In personal relationships, they love kindness;
In their words, they love truth;
In the world, they love peace.
In personal affairs, they love what is right.
In action, they love choosing the right time.
It is because they do not compete with others
That they are beyond the reproach of the world.
With pale pink unruly flowers
And scent of heaven
You riot into blousiness
And showers of defeat.
The more we sternly cut you down
The more you eagerly return
To share our lifelong summers
And our disorderedness.
You'll carry on when we are gone
With each returning year
Climbing walls and flowering summers
For countless dawns to come.
(By Alice Audsley from: 'Another Packet of Poems' )
"The Tao is the breath that never dies.
It is a Mother to all Creation.
It is the root and ground of every soul
- the fountain of Heaven and Earth laid open.
Endless source, endless river
River of no shape, river of no water
Drifting invisibly from place to place
it never ends
it never fails."