My plane lands in Houston, Texas. I have never been in Texas
before. It doesn’t look much different from many other cities but what catches
my eye is the Houston Astrodome. I have seen it on television many times but
here I am flying directly over it now. It was once known as the eighth wonder
of the world but now it is an aging relic, a monument to a time that has
passed. Life is like that. We make our mark and then that mark is covered by
the sands of time and change. The Dao sees to it that it occurs.
