The Tao is like an empty container:
it can never be emptied and can never be filled.
Infinitely deep, it is the source of all things.
It dulls the sharp, unties the knotted,
shades the lighted, and unites all of creation with dust.
It is hidden but always present.
I don’t know who gave birth to it.
It is older than the concept of God.
Tao Te Ching
A translation for the public domain by j.h.mcdonald, 1996