Tao is empty


Tao is empty-
Its use never exhausted.
The origin of all things.

It blunts sharp edges,
Unties knots,
Softens glare,
Becomes one with the dusty world.

Deeply subsistent-
I don’t know whose child it is.

It is older than the Ancestor.

This is my attempt to keep the format of how these passages are typed in the book. For some reason the blog site refuses to keep it as I type it rather mashes it all together as a weird poem.


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