Clearing blue sky,
A promise in bare branches.
In winter, there are sunny days.
In adulthood, childhood can return.
In winter, all things appear dead or dormant. The rain and snow seem
incessant, the nights long. Then one day, the sky clears to a brilliant
blue. The air warms. A mist rises from the earth and the perfume of
water, clay, and moss drifts through the air. Gardeners are seen
preparing new stock, though they are only bare branches and a gray root
ball. The people are optimistic : They know that there will be an end to
In adulthood, we often see responsibilities as something dreadful.
Why should we dig the ground when the weather is disagreeable? We see
activities only as obligations, and we strain against our fate. But
there is a joy to working in harmony with the proper time. When we do
things at just the right occasion and those efforts bear fruit later,
the gratification is tremendous.
There was an old man who began an orchard upon his retirement.
Everyone laughed at him. Why plant trees? They told him that he would
never live to see a mature crop. Undaunted, he planted anyway, and he
has seen them blossom and has eaten their fruit. We all need that type
of optimism. That is the innocence and hope of childhood.
365 Tao: Daily Meditations