Beside the recluse path a skeleton scattered through
jade tangles. I want to feel something. A lament.
But other feelings rise. Envy, filtered through
curiosity. What thoughts cloud its mind?
Saffron butterfly leads my eyes through sun drenched mulberries
into an empty dream scape. A skeleton sits with me. Aloud,
I wonder if it misses anything. A deep hole stare unfurls,
and unfurls, and then a walk off. My eyes follow white into
black, back under mulberry green. The butterfly has flown
to worlds new. The sun has gone behind cloud drift ridges.
By Dragon Bend river a skull lost in idleness. I
feel sorrow for all it cannot enjoy. Down stream
rapids cause me worry for my raft creaks with
the moments of ten thousand voyages. The skull just stares.
First image found here: http://www.art-virtue.com/painting/history/yuan/yuan.htm
Second image found here: http://www.taoistic.com/chuangtzu/index.htm
Third image found here: http://rivr.sulekha.com/chuang-tzu-perspectives_61880_blog