The Divine Ring Sect

“I once bowed three times before the gods, and once kowtowed nine times to the shamans.

The gods saw me trapped in suffering, and the shamans heard my prayers and cries day and night.

The prayers and cries never ceased, and the suffering never went away.”

“Old-timer, look. The spring flowers have bloomed.”

“My eyes are blind, and my body is dead. All I hope for is a breeze each day.”