Poetry from the past /2nd century

(about Chang P’ing-tze / “the Immortals”)

My nature is bound with the Great Spirit and I am like a wave

in the changing stream of dark and light.

The Creator of all creatures is my father and mother

my bed in heaven, my cushion the earth

thunder and lightning are the drums and fan

sun and the moon are like a torch and candle

the “Milky – Way” my protection-wall, the crowd of stars

my precious jewellery

My character is one with nature

Strange to me, my own desires and passions

I do not arrive but I am still here

I never hurry but I am still fast.

(praising Chuang-Tze)