One who is fully virtuous is like an infant:
wasps and scorpions, vipers and snakes will not sting him;
birds and beasts will not carry him off;
his bones and sinews are soft and weak, yet his grip is firm.
He knows nothing of sex, yet his penis is erect:
this is the height of potency.
He can scream all day without getting hoarse:
this is the height of harmony.

To know harmony is eternal:
to know the eternal is true insight.
To grasp after life is unlucky:
if your will directs your energy,
this is called “forcing”.
Such a thing will be old before its time:
this is not the Way, and consequently
it will fail sooner rather than later.


chapter notes:

This chapter is a straightforward translation.