Mix With The Infinite by Tao Writer

Earth does not run as a fugitive

from the sky. Air is absorbed

in the low moist valleys and

penetrated with jutting peaks.
On the sea’s horizon they meet

and glow with new love.
Sky’s torment, earth’s eruptions

can not separate them.
One never leaves the other

but always they blend
more closely together

in a swirling of passion.
Where duality is created

opposition is also born.
Reasoning becomes an excuse.

Separation and limitations

exist only in the mind of man

but are mourned in life’s soul.
Between order and chaos

they are one and the same.

Between night and day,

only the earth has moved.

Why then, is there this vast
emptiness separating me from you?