Song of the Feathered Robe, Dance of the Rainbow Skirt

A song, “Song of Feathered Garments,” of sorrow and parting

At Flowing Sword Pavilion, a single finger traces a sword-flower, tender in countless ways

At Flowing Water Ravine, who has grown old waiting, their face worn by time?

At Moon-Gazing Pavilion, clad in feathered garments, a thousand twists and turns become a wisp of sorrow