Twenty-eight

One who has a man's wings
And a woman's also
Is in themselves a womb of the world.
And being a womb of the world,
Continuously, endlessly,
Gives birth.

One who, preferring light,
Prefers darkness also,
Is in themselves an image of the world.
And being an image of the world,
Is continuously, endlessly,
The dwelling of creation.

One who is the highest of humanity
And the humblest also
Is in themselves a valley of the world.
And being a valley of the world,
Continuously, endlessly,
Conducts the source
From which vessels may be usefully filled.
Servants of the state are such vessels,
To be filled from an undiminishing supply.