We’re quite addicted to subtle discussions;
we’re very fond of solving problems.
So that we may tie knots and then undo them,
we constantly make rules for posing the difficulty
and for answering the questions it raises.
We’re like a bird which loosens a snare
and then ties it tighter again
in order to perfect its skill.
It deprives itself of open country;
it leaves behind the meadowland,
while its life is spent dealing with knots.
Even then the snare is not mastered,
but its wings are broken again and again.
Don’t struggle with knots,
so your wings won’t be broken.
Don’t risk ruining your feathers
to display your proud efforts.
