Vernal breath attunes the leaves.
Tao is here. It is we who are not always in harmony with it.Tao proceeds on its own way. It is we who are not ready to follow.
Tao is absolutely sure in its movement. It is we who involve ourselves in amusements.
Tao has no consciousness, yet it is supreme. It is we who think compulsively.
Therefore, tuning ourselves to Tao is the basic task. We must make ourselves the perfect instrument, much in the way a beautiful harp has all its strings adjusted. If we are less than perfect, how will we harmonize with the universal music? Once we are attuned, we can become open to Tao. Where it leads, we follow without hesitation. Just as a musician expresses individual talent and understanding and yet blends with the swelling magnificence of the orchestra, so too does the follower of Tao remain human and yet in harmony with the universal.
When the sun begins its new pattern, spring follows. The air warms, and the world rejoices. A new breath comes over all things, and even the trembling leaves are attuned to the vernal rhythm. Turn your face to the sun, as flowers know how to do. Turn your face to Tao, as we should all do.
Personal Interpretation
When it seems that Tao does not exist, it is only because we are out of harmony with it. We can be individuals and also harmonize with Tao. We are an instrument that, when properly tuned, is capable of great range and beauty. The wonders of the universe can flow through us if we let them. We must be open though. To be open is to expose ourselves to darkness as well as light. How else can we expect to attract that which is truest (for that which is true embodies both light and darkness, which are as two sides of the same coin). It is sometimes a difficult task to turn away from ourselves and towards Tao, but we gain our truest selves by doing so.
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