9 of 81, Poems from the Tao

I have come to a growing awareness of death around me, and the cycle of new life, and all in a very personal none new age fluffy way too ( don't worry )  This excerpt is based on water, a substance that never stops annoying me. Its latest trick is to run at short bursts from a firmly turn off tap ! This is not limited to just my house either. Water is unstoppable, so is death and life. I don't matter, or rather the world cares not for my existence. It owes me no favours and will give none. The Tao calls chaos order, and maybe it is ? To be continued...