The following are excerpts from the book, “Tao: The Pathless Path” by Osho.
“The poet is in search. His search is for the beautiful, but beauty is nothing but truth glimpsed. Truth, when you just glimpse it for a moment, appears as beauty. When truth is realized totally, then you come to know that beauty was only a function of truth. Wherever truth exists, there exists beauty—it is a shadow of truth. When truth is seen through screens, it is beauty; when beauty is naked, it is truth.
So the difference between the poet and the mystic is not much. The poet is coming closer, the mystic has arrived. For the poet, there are only glimpses of truth; for the mystic, truth has become his very life. The poet is only sometimes transported to the world of truth and then falls back again. For the mystic, truth has become his abode: he lives there; he lives as truth.”
"Poets come closest to religiousness. Thinkers, philosophers, logicians, theologians, scientists, are very far away.”
“Tao means to exist on the way, and to exist in such a way that the way and you are not two. This existence is one—we are not separate from it. The separation, the idea of separation, is very illusory. We are joined together, we are one whole. We are not islands, we are one continent. You are in me, I am in you. The trees are in you, you are in the trees. It is an interconnected whole.”