November 20, 2011
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someday morning tao ‘chapter 4′
The Tao is an empty vessel; it is used, but never filled.
Oh, unfathomable source of ten thousand things!
Blunt the sharpness,
Untangle the knot,
Soften the glare,
Merge with dust.
Oh, hidden deep but ever present!
I do not know from whence it comes.
It is the forefather of the gods.
Comments (2)
beautiful-serene and peaceful but also full of energy.
@Grannys_Place - yes, the tao is like that