Goodness beyond imagining,
Light of infinite intensity
Glows in my heart.
I once thought that reason
Had led me to You,
And that through feeling
I sensed Your presence,
Caught a glimpse of You in similitudes,
Knew You in Your perfection.
I know now that I was wrong,
That that truth was flawed.
Light beyond metaphor, (Continued at this link)
Poetry Chaikhana | Jacopone da Todi (Jacopone Benedetti) - Love beyond all telling (from Self-Annihilation and Charity Lead the Soul...)
The Tao that can be named is not the Eternal Tao.
The characterists of the Divine that can be enummerated or talked about cannot be the essential characteristics of the Divine
I have to call it something, so i call it Tao (or whatever)
Yes, but i must be waru lest i say too much and get it wrong
Those who know the Divine cannot speak of it..
They know that what is Esssence,
when reduced to form,
will be flawed.