How, oh, Tao – I desire and love your spontaneity.
Lazily, but hastely, I draw upon your energy.
You create as I make – As I make use of my raw talents…
How it is fashioned…
Perhaps, life, will be long!
As strong, as my legs made to run – my heart beats to your hum.
They may not understand the power in tao.
But, oh, that is okay for now.
With time, things take time.
I respect the Tao.
I live in the now.
I am a student. I am a learner under you.
You are my truth.
God, I love you.
