As I’ve mentioned in a previous post I read from a book each day, Deng Ming-Dao’s 365 Tao: Daily Meditations. I have always liked today’s entry so I thought I would share, as I’ve mentioned each day starts with a poem and then thoughts on the poem.
Black and Orange butterfly –
Wings like a nuns hands:
First folded in prayer
Then open in offering.
The world moves toward war. Leaders increase their rhetoric. Armies mass along the border. The world, it seems, never tires of conflict.
We should remember the innocent in life. The delicate, the gossamer, the beautiful. A butterfly lives for a day. It comes into the world with very little reason except to fly and mate. It does not question its destiny. It does not engage in any alchemy to extend its lifespan or to change its lot. It goes about its brief life happily.
A butterfly is always attracted to the beautiful. Whether it is the sun on a blade of grass or the edge of a deep ruby rose, the butterfly spends its brief time dwelling on loveliness.
Even the angry and insane leave the butterfly alone. Why can we not learn to honor the innocence in one another? Maybe we spend too much time dwelling on the ugly. In the name of practicality and realism, we think about strategy, defense, territory, gain, and advantage. We are too late to be like the butterfly. But at least we can honor it, and move as closely as possible to its simple existence.
~ Deng Ming-Dao
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