“Nothing”,
Another applied label
A unique sound-scribble
Negating itself.
Split it to find
An anti-thing!
The True Taoist (Poem)
A true Taoist knows:
There cannot exist
A true Taoist!
No words lurk within
Those incapable
Of self description.
Unspeakable Tao
Beckons unnamed followers.
It dissolves self-ascribed labels.
Not understanding, not describing,
We surrender to its mysterious flow.
Densely Now (Poem)
A million frequencies
In every “space”,
Incomprehensible
Is its density.
Strange little filters are we,
Processing a fractional sliver.
Atoms, filled with emptiness.
Herenow, engorged with All.
A Blob of Us (Poem)
Humanity, one mass
The individual, non-existent
One soul or group soul?
Animal soul or planet soul?
Bacteria, cells, or viruses?
Chemicals or biochemicals?
Mainly water molecules!
Gel-like sacs
Returning Leaves (Poem)
A leaf grows to sigh.
In its prime,
Ripped from its home,
Devoured to join the soil,
Returning to nourish
Its ancestor roots.
Lost molecules
Cycle through nature.
Mature particles
Assist the base.
Branching Matters (Poem)
One becomes two,
Retaining a unified base.
Exponential are
The former individuals.
Wavy shapes describe atoms.
Angles dictate molecules.
Structure from geometrics.
How strange,
They efficiently clump!
Above, splitting bio branches,
Below, fluid and plasma flows.
A cosmic flowering tree,
Existence unfurls.