As the river

Ta-Wan

A snowflake, river, dog and a man entered the city. From the cool sky, the snowflake drifted on the breeze and landed on Lau Tzu's cloak as he fished. From the cool river path, the dog came sniffing by and Lau Tzu threw her some small fish. From the cold street behind, the man approached Lau Tzu and asked if he could speak.

What is it that brought me to be in this cold, cold town alone as I am, my business failing, my heart empty?

Did the dog arrive by her nature or her planning? Did the snowflake choose to land here? Did the river wisely select this meandering path through this town?

If you see all as following its nature but yourself as not, so then surely you will seem to suffer.

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