October 09th, 2018

Leaning dangerously,
A single path gets through;
Dismounting, I turn into deep woods.
This realm lies beyond the dusty world.
So wonderful!
Here, at the misty embankment.
Tall bamboo drip coldly with rain;
Ancient cypresses
Serenely set chanting by the wind.
Sunset, and to trees outside the courtyard
Homing crows return from distant void.

Wen Tong (1019-1079)