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Barefoot and naked of breast, I mingle with the people of the world. My clothes are ragged and dust-laden and I am ever blissful. I use no magic to extend my life; Now, before me, the trees become alive.

Comment: Inside my gate, a thousand sages do not know me. The beauty of my garden is invisible. Why should one search for the footprints of the patriarchs? I go to the market place with my wine bottle and return home with my staff. I visit the wine shop and the market, and everyone I look upon becomes enlightened.