 by trees and herbs.
            Too lazy to learn right from wrong,
            I laugh at myself, ignoring others.
            Lifting my bony shanks, I cross the stream,
            a sack in my hand, blessed by spring weather.
            Living thus, I want for nothing,
            at peace with all the world.</p>
            <p>Your finger points to the moon,
            but the finger is blind until the moon appears.
            What connection has  moon and finger?
            Are they separate obje