If my mind’s modest,
I walk the great way.
is all I fear.
The great way is low and plain,
but people like shortcuts over the mountains.
The palace is full of splendor
and the fields are full of weeds
and the granaries are full of nothing.
People wearing ornaments and fancy clothes,
drinking a lot and eating a lot,
having a lot of things, a lot of money:
Surely their way
isn’t the way.
Le Guin’s commentary:
So much for capitalism.
That sort of sums up a lot of Taoism, really.
Stay on the low road and enjoy the beauty of the mountains, the rivers, the plains, the valleys.