I recently hiked to a temple in the clouds and met some Taoist priests their star caps and moon capes askew the explained they lived in the wild I asked them the art of transcendence they said it was beyond compare and called it the peerless power the elixir meanwhile was the secret of the gods and they were waiting for a crane at death or some said they'd ride off on a fish afterwards I thought this through and concluded they were all fools look at an arrow shot into the sky how quickly it falls back to earth even if they could become immortals they would be like cemetery ghosts meanwhile the moon of our mind shines bright how can phenomena compare as for the key to immortality within ourselves is the chief of spirits don't follow Lords of the Yellow Turban persisting in idiocy holding onto doubts | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BALL'S BLUFF; A REVERIE by HERMAN MELVILLE TO THE UNKNOWN EROS: BOOK 1: 8. DEPARTURE by COVENTRY KERSEY DIGHTON PATMORE THE GREAT SAINT BERNARD by SAMUEL ROGERS SEVEN AGES OF MAN, FR. AS YOU LIKE IT by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE |