The grandest vessel takes the longest time,The highest note is difficult to hear,We lose the summit when we try to climb,And lose the vision when we look too near.The Tao is empty, yet it overflows,It yields like water, wearing down the stone,It does not speak, yet everything it knows,It does not fight, yet claims the highest throne.Unlearn the clever structures of the school,Return to what is simple, raw, and plain,The wise man gladly plays the quiet fool,To free his spirit from the chase of gain.Be like the valley, hollowed out and deep:The things that are surrendered, we shall keep.
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