26th May 2016


When we are born, we are soft and weak; in death we become stiff and hard. The ten thousand creatures and all plants and trees while they are alive are supple and soft, but when they are dead, they become brittle and dry. Truly what is stiff and hard is a “companion of death;” what is soft and weak is a “companion of life.” Therefore, “the weapon that is too hard will be broken, the tree that has the hardest wood will be cut down.” Truly, the hard and mighty are cast down; the soft and weak are set on high.


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