Fathomless Abyss
Translation by Tree Buffalo
The Universe is empty, but at the same time un-fillable.
Everything we know pours out of its fathomless abyss:
blunting its own sharpness;
untying its own knots;
softening its own glare;
and unifying its own diversities.
It is profoundly tranquil but barely perceptible.
I do not know its origins, but it predates even the most ancient of gods.
Read some of the first English translations of Chapter 4 here.
