Deng Ming-Dao: Untitled ["Even in temples"]

Even in temples
Where residents vow never to talk,
And silence is worshiped,
There is sound.
There are songs.
There is poetry.

Memories incarnated,
Lifetimes pulled through a thousand minds,
Cadences bearing time,
Rhymes connecting life,
Stanzas stacked like the generations.

Those who follow Tao write poetry.
Read poetry.
Live poetry.
And enter Tao through its lines.

Untitled ["Even in temples"] by Deng Ming-Dao. Text as published in Everyday Tao: Living with Balance and Harmony (HarperOne, 1996).

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