Ever since my first “spiritual” workshop I feel a gravitational pull towards the Zen masters viz. Chuang Tzu, Lao Tzu and Ma Tzu. Most of their stories are related by beloved Osho. Especially when you do the transformational tarot reading on the www.osho.com website.
A poem I just came across:
The man of Tao acts without impediment,
He harms no other being by his actions,
Yet he does not know himself
to be kind and gentle.
He does not struggle to make money
And he does not make a virtue of poverty.
He goes without relying on others,
And does not pride himself
on walking alone.
The man of Tao remains unknown.
Perfect virtue produces nothing.
No Self is True Self.
And the greatest man is nobody.
The website of Chuang Tzu’s poems is here: http://www.messagefrommasters.com/Stories/chuangtzu/