Like an Infant, Gone

Become Like an Infant

To merge with the Tao
Is to become like a child.

Their body is soft but full of energy.
They know nothing
Of merging yin and yang

Inside themselves,
But yet their bodies pulse

With original energy.

They can play and laugh all day long, Never growing tired,
Because they have inner harmony.

Inner harmony is strong and eternal.

Yet, a raging mind is reflective

Of a being at war with himself.

“Look at all those fancy clothes
But these could keep us warm just like those
And what about your soul? Is it cold?
Is it straight from the mold, and ready to be sold?

“And cars and phones and diamond rings
Bling, bling, because those are only removable things
And what about your mind? Does it shine?
Are there things that concern you, more than your time?

“Gone, going
Gone, everything
Gone, give a damn
Gone, be the birds, when they don’t wanna sing
Gone, people, all awkward with their things

-Jack Johnson

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