Chapter 5
Heaven and earth are impartial, unmoved by the throng,
All things to them like straw dogs belong.
The sage, too, is steady—no special affection shown,
Bestows his gifts freely, claims none as his own.
Between earth and sky, an emptiness swells—
A bellows that breathes and forever dispels.
The more it is used, the more it bestows;
In stillness and center, true wisdom grows.
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Chapter 6
The spirit eternal, the deep and unseen,
Is the mystery called the feminine queen.
She shapes the whole world but remains undefiled,
Her essence unchanged, both mother and child.
The gateway she opens is the root of all birth—
Her whisper resounds through heaven and earth.
Invisible, ageless, her presence extends—
Guiding all beings to where wholeness begins.