Dao+De+JingMT

14. Mystery
Looked at but cannot be seen - it is beneath form; Listened to but cannot be heard - it is beneath sound; Held but cannot be touched - it is beneath feeling; These depthless things evade definition, And blend into a single mystery.

In its rising there is no light, In its falling there is no darkness, A continuous thread beyond description, Lining what can not occur; Its form formless, Its image nothing, Its name silence; Follow it, it has no back, Meet it, it has no face.

Attend the present to deal with the past; Thus you grasp the continuity of the Way, Which is its essence.