Heaven and earth have no preference.
A man may choose one before the other,
But to heaven and earth, all are the same:
The high, the low,
The great, the small–
All are given light,
All get a place to rest.

The smart man is like heaven and earth:
To him, none are especially dear,
Nor are there any he disfavors.
He gives and gives without condition,
Offering his treasures to everyone.

The space between heaven and earth is like a bellows–
Empty, but never exhausted,
The shape changes, but never the form.
More movement, and then more yielding.
More words, and then words count less.

Hold fast to the center.