How is it that one who follows
The Way of the creative universe
walks through walls without stopping
and stands in fire without being burned?
Not because of knowledge or daring;
not because that one
has learned something,
but because that one has unlearned.
A drunken man falls out of a wagon
and gets bruised, but not killed.
Yes, his bones are like the bones of everyone,
but he falls differently because
his mind is not divided. He is not aware
of getting into the wagon, or
of falling out of it.
Living or dying mean nothing to him.
He is not frightened, and so
hits the hard spots without worry,
or even knowing they are there.
If there is such wisdom in wine,
how much more wisdom is in
The Way of the creative universe?
The wise are hidden in The Way.
Nothing can touch them.
The one who follows The Way
has a nature that goes
to the root of the One.
That one’s vitality and power
is rooted in The Way.
When we find our integrity
there is no flaw, no crack
into which a wedge may enter.