The Mystic's Way

[sdi]

So often I feel like I'm wandering aimlessly, and yet those aimless wanderings always seem to lead in the right direction. Thinking about this today, I was reminded of an old Zen poem (which I think belongs to Bukkoku Kokushi):

Although not consciously guarding
 the cornfield from invaders
The scarecrow is not
 standing there for no reason.