Lao Tzu's "Tao" Heaven and Earth don't play favourites They treat everything with equal detachment. Sages don't play favourites They treat good people and bad with equal detachment. Heaven and earth are like a set of bellows. Although empty, they are endlessly productive. The more you work them, the more they produce. The mouth, on the other hand, becomes exhausted if you talk too much. Better to keep your thoughts inside you. The Tao is so empty, So hollow. Yet somehow its usefulness is inexhaustible It is so very deep So very profound. Like the source of everything. It blunts the sharpest edges Unties the knots Softens the glare It is so very deep So tranquil It seems to barely exist at all. Its origin is unknown It preceded the Gods themselves.