The Tao is empty but inexhaustible, bottomless, the ancestor of it all. Within it, the sharp edges become smooth; the twisted knots loosen; the sun is softened by a cloud; the dust settles into place. It is hidden but always…
The Tao is empty but inexhaustible, bottomless, the ancestor of it all. Within it, the sharp edges become smooth; the twisted knots loosen; the sun is softened by a cloud; the dust settles into place. It is hidden but always…