Friday, December 12, 2014

The Joys of Roaming Free


The Tientai Mountains are my home
mist-shrouded cloud paths keep guests away
thousand-meter cliffs make hiding easy
above a rocky ledge among ten thousand streams
with bark hat and wooden clogs I walk along the banks
with hemp robe and pigweed staff I circumambulate the peaks
once you see through transience and illusion
the joys of roaming free are wonderful

---Cold Mountain---

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