There is a being wonderful, perfect; It existed before heaven and earth. How quiet it is! How spiritual it is! It stands alone and it does not change; It moves, but does not on that account suffer. All life comes from it, yet it does not demand to be Lord. I do not know its name, so I call it Tao, the Way, And I rejoice in its power.
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