Under the load
of wisdom
we miss insights.

Under the load
of solitude
we miss love.

Under the load
of illumination
we miss the now.

Under the load
of driving
we miss moving.

Under the load
of deadlines
we miss the divine.

Under the load
of water
we miss the waves.

—Thus spoke the drunken monk.

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