Daodejing 15

Daodejing 15

The masters of the way
of the creative universe,
back in the old days, knew
the elusive mysteries. Still,

they shuddered like someone
crossing an icy stream;

they stayed awake at night, like
people afraid of their neighbors;

They were serious, like those at
a dinner with powerful people.

They were pliable, like
melting ice; plain, like
unworked wood; cloudy,
like muddy water; empty,
like a mountain gorge.

Muddy water left still a while
will clear; things at rest may
be moved again.

Those who practice
this way of doing
the way stay empty,

looking worn
and unfinished.


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