A Life Sentence or Two?

Wombs open to start a clock,
Travel down blood stained highways,
Reach the light and cry, damn it, cry.

The conveyor belt of time delivers life.
Stopping it starts a new moment.
Starting a new moment doesn't stop.

Is there a Tao without Te Ching?
Is itching the Tao another thing?
Confusion! Is that THE conclusion?

Clap loudly to feel what is silent,
Vacuum the noise with your hearing,
Blink to see what cannot be seen.

Now laugh into the fabric of love,
Let it flap like a flag in the storm.
Wait until it reveals your heart.

And finally, color time like a rainbow,
Until a mental sea of thoughts wave back.