Immortal’s Farewell

Clad in azure robes and jade-green sleeves, whose splendid crown is that? Riding the wind on a sword, bathed in spiritual light. I read the Yellow Court Scripture and ask: where can one find freedom? No one in sight, only clouds drifting and rosy mists spreading beyond the mountains. Yet strife has arisen; evil points toward Kunlun, and disorder quietly stirs as fate turns unpredictable. The sovereigns vie for supremacy. Waves rise in the sea of Dao, the heavens transform, and the mysteries of fate defy all calculation. How many layers of karma and destiny lie hidden from the heavens? Come, let us take our beloveds by the hand and gaze upon the Milky Way together., “Song of the Immortal of the Grotto”