The beauty of woman is only a vague refletions of the formless beauty of Tao.
The beauty of woman is only a vague refletions of the formless beauty of Tao. The emotion she awakens in thee, the desire to blot thyself out in her beauty…believe me , it is nothing else than the hythm of Tao, only thou knowest it not…Seek not thy happiness in a woman. She is the revelation of Tao offeing itself to thee, she is the purest form in Nature by which Tao manifests; she is the Force which awakens in thee the Rhythm of Tao – but by herself she is only a poor creature like thyself. And thou art for her same revelation as she in for thee. It is the expression of Tao who has no limit not form, and what thy soul desires in the rapture which the vision of it causes thee, this strange and ineffable sentiment, is nought else than union with that Beauty and with the source of that Beauty – with Tao.
Thy soul has lost its beloved Tao with whom it was formely united and it desires reunion with the Beloved. An absolutely reunion with Tao – is it no boudless Love? To be so absolutely one with the Beloved that thou art entirely hers and she entirely thine – a union so complete and so eternal that neither life nor death can ever separate thee, so peaceful and pure that Desire can no longer awake in thee, because the supreme happiness is attained and there is only peace, peace sacred calm and luminous. For Tao is the Infinite of the soul, one, eternal and all-pure!
Vijnãnabhairava or Divine Consciousness – Jaideva Singh