Wu Wei: The Silent Tao Poem by Daniel Reurink

Wu Wei

Silence
Silence is the spoken riddle
it is nameless, therefore named
the Great silence is the First
this consisted of the waves and ocean
Heaven Within, the sea; -of with-out's crust
the Tao names all apparitions
manifest the nameless in Order to Manifest
for all paths lead to your own door
yet split is the duality of Power
YET non-dual is the mystery
as each form a trinity
Upon miseries infinity
Oblivion and gates are hidden secrets
DISORDER
The Earth is disorder yet exists beautiful
yet lies are named, as Earth is stilled chaos
for the Good we see on Earth is ugly
For with true-light we witness Heaven
for Earth is good and beautiful
but to some extent is bad
Thus two positives from nothing
Create something as an additional charge
For complex and simple work together
The bow and the arrows give force
The law of influence shows greater to lesser
The sphere music harmonizes Order
as a sage explains in riddles
So such one must free the mind
For minding this, opens Heart's Flower
No-thing claims existence
for the Tao gives form and needlessness
Therefore no gratitude, - a void remark
For the name if unnamed, will not lose merit
NOTHING GOOD
To say nothing to a good man is bad
no-value on objects keep them free from theft
and by renunciation, one will see objects
by holding society in check by One
each will see hardships and terrible times
those who are free have no desire
yet also ignorance of knowledge
this allows the tricky to ley back
thus, no action or silence will give Order
Fullness Of Emptiness
The fullness of empty never drains
but shakti gives knowledge; like rain
deep within the oblivion Ocean
things of suchness so such dwell
yet blunt are the swords in the Word
and as a knot tangles the soul
one must loosen the kill of sight
do not trudge a path forsaken
but will the life into existence
through the ancient dance
though the dance is mysterious
so such the sun gives light in Silence
Heaven on Earth
Heaven and Earth as One are Being
to be the trinity as a myriad
creates a space where balance is over-stepped
is not the space betwixt not assume form?
It is full of Aether; thus never empty
but allows empty as in a flux
the potential of logos means manifestation
eventually leading back to silence
and assuming formlessness as the Tao
Valley and Rivers
A valley will always run a river
but not all things are female
for the valley never drains
as currents are sent from above
this is the root of Heaven on Earth
that the within is ocean's womb
all is inexhaustible for renewal
Between
All between, above, and below sow seeds
this sprouts form and germ the land
for renewal is sustained by nature
allowing long-life to the Oaks
As the Oldest Tree endures
so such do the nuts collect
an impossible task of a sage
for within,
all is accomplished
Water
Only few drink the water
for divine fervor consumes the Ocean
in a light undersea, with no-way
for its a home, heart, connection
it faces the icy waters frozen
the deeper thy wisdom, the deeper the well
a ally, friend is a divine link
for a good word contends a man
society must be ruled by Order
time is the ability for action
for if one is contended; thus no fault
Disbelief
instead of draining a vessel
belief in disbelief stops time
as stopping time is the nail
that hits like time's toc
for the clock-arrows only point
to a time lost in forever
for nothing is the greatest treasure
high fancy brings folly
to walk softly, is to be humble
the winds loves within
Above and Below
above below ascends high
as One brings the river
back to the ocean's Source
in the current; you cannot let go
as deep breathes consume you
the womb pressures the mirror
that reflects all your life's patterns
and harm no-good?
Trifle; can love create a state?
When heaven shuts the gate?
Will you have the key?
The female womb's energy
once you know all seasons
what will the way show you
for life does no work
this is a mysterious virtue
Life
All things in life connect to the Tao
for from nothing; something arises
such as a fish net catching fish
only something is used in a task of nothingness
and thus results in anon something
virtue of nothing must be put to use
Sense
Can the fives senses know mind
Can one sense know five senses
Can one taste smell the fragrance
Suffering is always proportional to desire
To attain, one must empty of all purchases
Therefore, do not suffer
You True Nature is against Desire
Temple
The body is a temple
Pure it is clean, although discord
Brings body into confusion, yet
Harmony connects all elements as being
Unmanifest
The invisible is unmanifest
The silence manifests an echo
For a second you can touch
The faint reflection
Without silence, nor great or small named
For silence is of nothing
Yet echoes it's own shape
For the shadow of silence is man
And man is discord
Along the strings of confusion
Without Knowing
Wisdom ancient ways
Silent without knowing
For knowing isn't silence
Does the fish know it is wet?
Shakti is not-body
And is of no-desire
What is empty, can
Be made full
Fully Empty
Emptiness is still
In stillness, silence
All arises from silent echoes
The emergence and return to nothing
As emptiness is the root, as
A root thus is silence
And silence names our destiny
And is constant with fate
Ignoring silence, you move
And to move isn't the way
The way is sunyata
Midnight Sun
. To hide behind the Sun
No shadow to call
For praise is to be denied
With fear we lose freedom
And freedom is a lack of faith
As the fall of man is
A natural consequence
Of naming silence
Honour
When family is now
Emerges the root
Silence forgets itself
As conditions are fabricated
Nothing is the greatest preacher
Harmony
Wisdom creates harmony
Yet as the world is beautiful chaos
Discord arises from Truth
To lie to yourself is to be kept from Truth
For Truth cannot be grasped
You can only forget desire!
Suffering
The root of suffering is learning
Yes and No? Between?
What is the space between polarities
It is the silence we fear
Without silence, the echo limits
Our being, in innocence
Is a fool! For wisdom is
Far from the you, not other
It is still like a wave
Virtue's Way
A virtue is the way
By abiding in silence, darkness
Releases its shadow, to emerge
As light, and than light
Is dissolved back into darkness
Which shadow hides in silence?
Only the Harlotte.
Nothing is Everything
All than nothing
Full than empty
Self than root
One is Empty
Hide in Silence
Collect Merit
And the way bows down to your end
Everything is Silence
Nature is composed silence
Seasons change like the Weather
So such does Heaven and Earth Cycle
As the way accepts the
Within the way of good faith
No Shoes
Walk in your feet
For excess of other is useless
Ubermensch
Man is born Chaos
He is confusion and Disorder
Discord follows a man of Truth
The void is the Mother
It is still the way of no-knowing
Downstream or upstream from the Source
Man models from disorder
As Heaven on Earth is Harmony
So such is the way
Heavy Things
Al things have placement
The heavy loads show the root
The lighter a load, the less
Restless to the way, is the less
Trackless
.To walk with no tracks
Is to never abandon Self
For only nothing can walk
Only a mystery can keep a secret
Be
Know thyself and be
For honour as a seed
For even a seed sprouts
From The root of nothing
Less is More
The vessel is sacred
Some paths lead, others follow
Avoid the desire of any
Harvest
Armies are the Harvest
Harm will lead to the End
So early does the bird sing
Left or Right
Left is peace
Right is War
Victory in war means death
Each loss is of Ego
Silence Echoes
The way is Silence
Silence echoes for all
Yet nobody hears it
Sweat is like fragrance
As the dew refreshed grass
To stop in knowing
Is to take the left river.
I am Here
Live in harmony and the
Way is the Here
Extreme
The sides to Reality are extreme
Still, it accomplishes everything
By being nothing, it is accomplished
Mirror
The reflection of your face
Is the empire of self
Never harming, yet exhausting
Never by use the sounds
And reflection masters silence
Power
To be one side you must be
The other. Power connected
Nothing left to Way
Silence never speaks
Yet accomplishes all
Even the silent dissolves
The very Word we speak
Silence has no desire
If peace could be silent
Harmony would seed Discord