Spring blossom and leaf fall in autumn:
There is neither 'being' nor 'non-being';
The myriad things never reckon upon
Any 'pros' and 'cons,' never estimate
A new balance of opposite strengths
Emerged from the circular changes.
Without asserting or denying themselves
But always on the edge of life and death,
They are a cycle sophisticatedly termed
'Transformation within, transformation out.'
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