The Tao is infinite, beyond comprehension.
The Tao is eternal while language is limited.
To express the Tao is to limit what cannot be limited.
To express the Tao is to contain the roaring waterfall.
It is impossible
because the Tao is constantly changing, constantly expanding.
The Tao comes before all things.
Only with the Tao can all things come.
The Tao defines the universe and all life.
The tree can never revert to a seed,
because the seed came before.
Words and names can never capture the Tao,
because the Tao came before.
Life is within the Tao.
There is the yin and there is yang.
There is happiness, and there is sadness.
There is life and there is death.
Life is the conflict and the harmony between all things,
a flickering representation of the Tao.
The Tao represents balance, an equilibrium of all things.
The Tao represents what is before, above, beyond life.
The Tao is the infinite that can never be captured by the finite of life.
Life is the reflection of the Tao.
The Tao simply is.























