"Path to Tao"
Sensing through the body, the mind will brake.
Losing all of its' tightly knit places.
Barefoot trekking local bases,
Embedded, indeed are distant traces.
Knowledge sorts all things to bear,
But reality doesn't seem to care.
The flow begins to gather,
Enough to make it matter.
The old melts, all is new,
Ah, the path is now in view.