Before the Great Ultimate took form, all was chaos and primordial vastness. Deep in the darkness, there was only an image without shape. Something came into being, the gate of the mysterious feminine. I now carry on the lingering echoes of Qu Yuan's Questions to Heaven and the grand design of Sima Xiangru's Shanglin Park Rhapsody. Gazing up at the vastness of the cosmos and down at the abundance of all living things, I have composed this rhapsody.
