Beneath all of the inanity and cruelty of the whirled, humbly rests a well ever-refreshing, accessible to awe…
Cistern and Brethren as One
Some wear a mist
Absurdity
And lack
Of expediency
There is a re-treat
That look
Incite of themselves
That inner reign
That does knot sweat
The small stuff trickling
Won’s fancy
Just seeping
Into the deepest well
Cistern and brethren
As one self
See Tao, 67
