Pilgrimage from the Four Seas

I crossed countless mountains and rivers and witnessed all the world's splendor. Only when I turned back did I realize my old friends were gone, and understand that the end of the Great Dao lay right beneath my feet. Above the universe, someone held the firmament open with one hand and shielded the mortal world with the other, murmuring softly, “You see only that all living beings are ants in the face of the unknown, yet you alone fail to see all the peach blossoms in the world blooming together.”