“Master,” asked the student, “what is Tao?”
And the master replied, “That which is unseen is Tao,
Tao is the language of trees, the industry of bees.
Tao is the river in motion, rapids are Tao in commotion.
Be as the river, enduring rapids to gather quiescence.”
“Master,” asked the student, “How does one attain enlightenment?”
And the master replied, “One does not look for the light!
Do not seek that which can be sought!
Do not dwell on that which is attainable!
Seek, rather, the stillness of the empty bowl,
so that you may be filled.”
“Yes, master, but what is Tao?”
The master replies by cuffing the student upon either ear.
“Listen, do you not hear the silence of the great Tao RING?”