woensdag 30 oktober 2013

Poëtegem (20)

 Chapter 11 (Tao Te Ching)

 We join spokes together in a wheel,
but it is th
e center hole
that makes the wagon move.

We shape clay into a pot,
but it is the emptiness inside
that holds whatever we want.

We hammer wood for a house,
but it is the inner space
that makes it livable.

We work with being,
but non-being is what we use.


Bijdrage door Annie Lens

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