55. Soft Bones
Who is filled with harmony is like a newborn.
    Wasps and snakes will not bite him;
    Hawks and tigers will not claw him. His bones are soft yet his grasp is sure,
    For his flesh is supple;
    His mind is innocent yet his body is virile,
    For his vigour is plentiful;
    His song is long-lasting yet his voice is sweet,
    For his grace is perfect. But knowing harmony creates abstraction,
    And following abstraction creates ritual.
    Exceeding nature creates calamity,
    And controlling nature creates violence.


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