There is something mysteriously formed,
born before heaven and earth.
Silent and vast,
it stands alone and unchanging.
It revolves eternally, never exhausted.
It can be called the mother of all things.

I do not know its name, so I call it the Way.
If I must give it a name, I will call it great.
Being great, it flows onward.
Flowing onward, it moves far away.
Moving far away, it returns again.

Therefore, the Way is great.
Heaven is great.
Earth is great.
The king is also great.
There are four great powers in the universe,
and the king is one of them.

Humanity follows earth.
Earth follows heaven.
Heaven follows the Way.
And the Way follows its own nature.