May 13th, 2021

Climbing the Mountain

I burned incense,
Swept the earth,
And waited for a poem to come....
Then I laughed,
And climbed the mountain
Leaning on my staff.
How I'd love to be a master
Of the blue sky's art:
See how many springs of snow-white cloud
Brushed in so far today.

Yuan Mei (1716-1798)