Ode to the Dao

The Dao more than

Anything else provides

A blanket awareness

As good as it gets

An answer for every

Question within or  

Out of human reach

From the way the crabgrass

Disports itself across the lawn

Through its vast tentacles

Of spores and seeds

To the dynamics of

The wash cycle

Turning over and

Over again

It’s all right there
Once you stop looking
For it and start abiding

In its presence