Look for it- it is invisible;
Listen for it- it is silent;
Try to grasp it- it is not solid.
Its nature is bodiless,
Yet it is the essence of the body.
Its darkness is the source of light,
Its infinitude, the ground of time.
It is the Formless One
From which all forms arise.
Pursue, and it eludes you;
Follow, and it vanishes.
Thought cannot hold it,
But you can't think without it.
It is the thread of all being,
The origin, the pulse of time.
It is the wave upon the strand of life:
Pervading, defining, nourishing.
From the Tao de Ching of Lao Tzu
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