Lao Tzu - The Unseen
What we look for beyond seeing And call the unseen, Listen for beyond hearing And call the unheard, Grasp for beyond reaching And call the withheld, Merge beyond understanding In a oneness Which does not merely rise and give light, Does not merely set and leave darkness, But forever send forth a succession of living things as mysterious As the begotten existence to which they return That is why people have called them empty phenomena, Meaningless images, In a mirage With no face to meet, No back... Sign in to see full entry.