Poetry Is Worship With Words

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.

~From:  "Everyday Tao:  Living With Balance and Harmony" by Deng Ming-Dao

With thanks to Marion who posted this at Dragonfly's Poetry and Prolixity.