4.

The Tao is like a pot without a bottom;
It can’t be emptied any more than filled –
It’s inexhaustible!
The infinite font of all,
Smoothing what is sharp,
Loosening what is tangled,
Softening what glares,
Submerging into dust.

Hidden yet always present,
I do not know who sired it,
Only that the Tao was there before men spoke of gods.





                   
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