tschhh...

The Master has no mind of her own.
She works with the mind of the people.

She is good to people who are good.
She is also good to people who aren't good.
This is true goodness.

She trusts people who are trustworthy.
She also trusts people who aren't trustworthy.
This is true trust.

The Master's mind is like space.
People don't understand her.
They look to her and wait.
She treats them like her own children.
-- Stephen Mitchell, Chapter 49, Tao Te Ching

We sat on the early morning beach.

The gentle waves rolled in, rolled out.

Tschhh... tschhhh... tschhh...

A sea bird cried...