These limericks were inspired by the Tao Te Ching, chapter 48.
  
When I try to control all events,
I become, in the effort, so tense.
When I don’t do a thing,
I leave nature to sing,
and I flow with whatever presents.
 
When I meddle, I just interfere
with events that occur in this sphere.
If I listen and heed
the calm voice in the mead,
I can act without needing to steer.