Meeting Immortals in the Mountains and Seas

From nothing comes being; from being, all things. Forests grow upon the mountains, reflecting the stars and moon. The stars and moon shine on people, and people seek me. I am myself; nothing is nothing. Along the boundless path to immortality, amid the myriad faces of the mortal world, I borrow a flower to question the world and a leaf to seek enlightenment. My aspirations have always been boundless, so why ask when I’ll return?