I Stand Above the Gods

The Cloud Garment Ode

White feathers flutter down beside the water; a lone crane crosses the misty sands beneath the clouds.

At dusk, the Chu River's colors weave a brocade of rosy clouds; one cloud garment is gifted to the immortals.

(Stars shimmer in the night sky as a solitary figure stands proud.)

I have endured countless trials and tribulations, reborn in the flames. Now I stand above the gods, looking down on all living beings as mere ants. I decide the fate of this world!