You ask me why I dwell in the deep forests,

I smile and make no reply for my heart is free of care,
As the peach-bloosom flows down stream and is gone into the unknown,
I have a world that is not among men.

-A poem I once stumbled across when I was a child. Much is my life as it
once was, and is to be.


Penned by my hand on the 9th of Chakros, in the year 131 MA.