In that Void the two are not distinguished. Each contains complete within itself The ten thousand things. Are we tempted to take sides. In its essence the Great Way is all-embracing. As to call it hard.
Small views are irresolute, The more in haste the heavier they go.
Clinging is never kept within bounds. It is sure to go the wrong way. And the heart trusts to sidepaths That lead it astray. Let things take their own course, Knowing the essence can neither go nor stay. Obey the nature of things, And you are in concord with the Way, Calm and easy and free from care.