The grandest forms of active force From Tao come, their only source. Who can of Tao the nature tell? Our sight it flies, our touch as well. Eluding sight, eluding touch, The forms of things all in it crouch; Eluding touch, eluding sight, There are their semblances, all right. Profound it is, dark and obscure; Things' essences all there endure.
AI we
mwán koan fonu fanū, mi nā tufē annihen. annihen ne aninni, iōfōn sinnētā mi chērēchē. sinnētā mi chērēchē nnon, fēn iyā iōfōn anniho; iōfōn sinnētā mi chērēchē nnon, fēn iyā iōfōn pehin. ūtēn mi fanū nnon, fēn iyā iōfōn sinnēmū. sinnēmū pwes ānnen, fēn iyā iōfōn pwin annūwen. mātūkā meni epwon, pi nnon epwon, nā mi chen fān ān pwin móchen. au ōmēchen pwin móchen ne fen fanū nnon? mātin.
