Splitting time between heaven and earth.
Valueable lessons of telling worth.
A long time ago they were unsurmounted.
Scored before penmanship even was counted.
Codified simply, five fingers, two hands.
The closer to beam, increasing demands.
Start once again with this knowing jab.
A custom to stick, not intending to stab.
The truth simply hidden, revealed in this frame.
Now tell me please, of this subject, its name.