Farewell to Mystic Mountain Huangfu Ran (~ 716-769) All day the water flows until it fades, unseen,At dusk, when grass grows deep in spring and earth recedes—At times, it’s true, the dogs will bark and chickens squawk,But who would pull an almond nut from berry seeds? …
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rays meltinto the blue lightof another heaven * wind washedwater melts anewon the blue horizon * birdsof another dayhave joinedfor morning prayers * looking eastthe pages turnto the windwhere all the blindbegin to see * jigsaw nightamong the red and blue—once more I’mback together again * sometimes dead as sin—reborn …
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The rain had come in cold and faint, Unleashing dark and fearsome signs; But through the siege I saw my shrine For there came bare a faithful saint.
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