Poem For Snoozing Sage Woman

Whenever at night
I read you words of the Ancient Sage
You immediately fall asleep.

Chuang Tzu's words soar.
And you snore.

This used to bother me terribly.
Now I see it as the spontaneous unfolding
Of the Tao.
Tao into Tao—What mysterious virtue!
While the Sage instructs,
You dream without effort,
That you are a butterfly
Dreaming she is you.