Heaven and Earth
Are without partiality
Regarding the Ten Thousand Things
As if they were straw dogs
The sage is without bias
Regarding the mass of men
As if they were straw dogs
The space between
Heaven and Earth
Is like a bellows
Empty yet inexhaustible
Each motion pouring out
More and more
Too much talking
Brings about ruin
Better to abide by
The Middle way
A Poet's Life 