Wu Wei

Were I to dream
That I were a butterfly
And then only flutter
If it seemed the natural thing to do
In which case I am a butterfly
Sleeping
Dreaming that I am a man

Either way
Without action
Dreams alight
Destinations wandered
The way

Chaotic universe
Changing winds
Sails up always
Tiller lashed
Ship to whimsical shore
And on and on

Celebrated life
Without concern
Except against death
So leave me out
Of the front of the world's way
I'll be back here
As one with the day