I reflect on this as I gaze at the windswept trees from the soft grass of Shinjuku Gyoen and the darkening skies that are sure to bring rain. For all the written and spoken words, it is the unwritten and unspoken that bring us in touch and closer to the Dao. It is tapping into the internal Dao within us and uniting it with the external that makes us one with the universe and with the infinite things contained within. It must come from within; from the depths of those uncharted waters and unexplored forests within ourselves.
