Cold cliffs; more beautiful the deeper you enter, yet no one travels the road.
White clouds idle about the tall craggs;
On the green peak a single monkey wails— What other companions do I need?
I grow old doing as I please.
Those face and form alter with the years— I hold fast to the pearl of mind.
Wise men, you have cast me aside. Fools I do the same to you.
I would be neither wise man nor fool;
From now on, let us hear no more from each other.
~Unknown Source
