zen cowboy records


Our cowboy monk has moved a graceful arc
Across this universe of mystery —
In drop-D, bare-thumb bass line, fingers pick
The melody, the counterpoint, the words
That move the way the river moves, the beat
That moves the way the spirit moves, the step
That moves the way the dancers move, the soul
That moves the way the circle moves, the end
That moves the way tomorrow moves, the sky
That moves the way of endlessness, the whole
That moves but never moves — the present tense
Where West is East and East is West, the Tao
That is the Tao cannot be named, but song
Can move us each the way the music moves.

The Tao in November (The Way the Music Moves) - Andy Wilkinson

watercolor painting by W.C. Matthews