The Road Mostly Traveled by in China

The way diverged in a celestial wood,
And knowing I could travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it rounded my navel.

Then acknowledged the others swirling extreme,
To where it too formed a whirlpool,
Around a tinny pile of blue lint;
That never gave me the slightest hint,
That things would always stay the same.

And both that morning equally lay
Along lines of pubic hair flattened black.
Oh, really what more can I say!
Not truly comprehending the way,
I doubted if one should be this slack.

I shall be telling this with a groan,
In time, over my neighbor’s fence:
The way diverged in a celestial wood, and I—
I didn’t even want to try,
And that has made all the difference

The Road Mostly Traveled by in China

Digby

Taipei, Taiwan

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Artist's Description

Whoever is desireless, sees the essence of life.
Whoever desires, sees its manifestations.
These two are the same,
but what is produced has different names.
They both may be called the cosmic mystery:
from the cosmic to the mystical
is the door to the essence of all life.

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  • Digby
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