Of the world
and make your quest
as the old rivers run,
gathering tales
of old poets
'till your sail greets
the eye of the morning.

Then take down in your scroll
all that those wisemen have treasured
and guarded from moth, rot, decay.
Intoxicate yourself with all
the new things they will teach you
like a thirsty beggar
lifting an old bottle
of wine to his lips.