Only I am clumsy, like drifting on the waves of the sea, without direction.
The sage regards things as difficult, and thereby avoids difficulty.
Those who know are not learned. Those who are learned do not know.
Ever desireless, one can see the mystery. Ever desiring, one can see the manifestations. These two spring from the same source but differ in name; this appears as darkness. Darkness within darkness. The gate to all mystery.
The tree which fills the arms grew from the tiniest sprout.
The inner is the foundation of the outer. The still is master of the restless. The Sage travels all day yet never leaves his inner treasure.