I’m a traveller,
and my words spread far and wide;
my books travel on.
There is desert sands,
the wind blows its poems there,
for those that will see.

As complex as simple is.
I’m a traveller,
and my words spread far and wide;
my books travel on.
There is desert sands,
the wind blows its poems there,
for those that will see.

If you are depressed,
You are living in the past.
Is this where you are?
If you are anxious,
You’re living in the future.
Is this where you are?
If you are at peace,
You’re living in the present.
Words of Lao Tzu.
His words are in green, I have put mine in brown print, to make a Haiku.