The Way is abstract, and therefore has no form. It is neither bright in rising, nor dark in sinking. It cannot be grasped, and makes no sound. Without form or image, without existence, the form of the formless is beyond defining, and cannot be described; it is not beyond our understanding. It cannot be called by any name, because it is beyond naming. Standing before it, it has no beginning; even when followed, it has no end. In the now, it exists; in the future, it is paramount. To the present, apply it carefully, follow it well, and reach its beginning, which is the fountainhead of The All.