If you meet a guru on the road
Then pass him by (not into killing)
His place is not by you
But before you
And your meeting
Is not a meeting
But a passing
For you were there before him
And all he offers is consolation.
The part of the guru
Is not to console but to guide.
A guru met upon the road
Is no guide
But a fellow traveller
On life's journey.
Taste rather the air you breathe
It is the wine of your being
And the stones beneath your feet
Are bread for your sustenence.
Touch of Lao Tse here
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