Through Tao we’ve come to understand that the softest triumphs over the hardest. That’s why, may be, the frailty of our momentary existence reminds us of our true being, connects us to the impermanence of life.
And risk is part of that softness. We’re soft that’s why it’s risky to touch, connect, extend hands, sweat out for tilling the soil and to create. And it’s risky too, not to do anything and let our life slip away into the grave with the music still in us.
But the riskiest I think is living our life and not risking our existence to stoop down and lift the human race a little bit higher.
Thanks for your write-up. I am fascinated!