“Teacher, in this tumultuous world…
Have you thought about your will?”^[1]

It was just a joke,
But the scholar still at the Grove,
Answered with extreme caution.

He has much to say about his posthumous affairs,
Exhausting all, fearing the smallest omission.

“Teacher… could it be that… you FEAR death?”^[2]
The assistant asks in concern.
It was a question needed,
Yet he gave no direct reply.

“Philosophy is the inquiry into death,
And I have always considered myself a philosopher.”