Kim Sakkat enjoys breaking characters down into their semantic components. However, unless you can visualize the characters, you cannot appreciate the poet's sense of fun. I have given the poem a postmodern title, which I think Kim Sakkat would have enjoyed.
An Immortal is a mountain man; the Buddha is no man at all.
The goose is a river bird; how can a hen be a bird?
Ice loses a dot when it melts—it’s water again.
Two trees face to face make a wood.