True words are not fine sounding
  Fine sounding words are not true

      The wise ones of old had subtle wisdom and depth of       understanding,
So profound that they could not be understood.
And because they could not be understood,
Perforce must they be so described:
Cautious, like crossing a wintry stream,
   Irresolute, like one fearing danger all around,
   Grave, like one acting as guest,
   Self-effacing, like ice beginning to melt,
   Genuine, like a piece of undressed wood,
   Open-minded, like a valley,
   And mixing freely, like murky water.

The Tao of Heaven Blesses, but does not harm,
The Way of the Sage Accomplishes, but does not contend.



In embracing the One with your soul,
Can you never forsake the Tao?
In controlling your vital force to achieve gentleness,
Can you become like the new-born child?
In cleansing and purifying your Mystic vision,
Can you strive after perfection?
In loving the people and governing the kingdom,
Can you rule without interference?
In opening and shutting the Gate of Heaven,
Can you play the part of the Female?
In comprehending all knowledge,
Can you renounce the mind?