Saturday, February 3, 2018

A Few Words from Zhuangzi (Chuang Tzu) Ch-1

It is said the fundamental is without identity,
the spiritual is without value,
the wise is without a word.

So this big tree is just being there and you worry it’s useless.
Why not stand it in that allotment of naught
within this vast field of nowhere?

Here, you do nothing but wander at ease in its shade
while dreaming far and carefree within it.
Not a thought of an axe may cut it—

nor anything otherwise harm it.
And since it has no use,
no sorrow nor suffering shall befall it.

~transcreated by Son Rivers

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