Be bent, and you will remain straight.
Be vacant, and you will remain full.
Be worn, and you will remain new.
~ Tao-Te King
Into my life You came like a storm of monsoon
banging down from the eastern sky.
And You scattered me, like the wind disperses
dry grass and the petals of flowers.
Out of myself You scattered me into Nothingness,
Beyond the Nowhere, beyond the Beyond.